Upper Stoney Creek.
The decks that were there last time had apparently been washed away. They've been replaced with a more natural loooking boulder water entry and some fences have been added.
We swam upstream as far as we could, and then clambered further to find the rapids and sat around in the natural spa formed by the rocks and the water.
Fish and chips for lunch on Yeppoon beach rounded out the day, and a bit of a snooze in the early afternoon. I could so get used to this holiday idea... Poor Clair happened to call me just after lunch. I did warn her that she wouldn't want to know what I was doing.