One of things I have wanted to do while in Byron is see the sunrise at the lighthouse, seeing as it is at the most eastern point in Australia. A large group of us, maybe 10, decided this past weekend that we were going to hike up to the lighthouse for the sunrise. We planned on getting up at 4 AM, getting pies at the 23 hour-a-day bakery, and then trek on. The problem is most of us stayed up well beyond midnight; it was, after all, a Saturday night. I went to bed at around 2:30 AM myself and was hoping I would be able to wake up.
I actually woke up to my alarm. Very, very tired, I shuffled my way to our meeting spot outside of the AFL to see who made it up. Not a soul was to be seen. I went to the bathroom and saw that Coner had actually gotten up. We waited till about 4:15 to see if anyone else was getting up. No one did, so the two of us made our trip up.
According to my phone, sunrise was meant to be at 5:45, but we could already see the day breaking in the distance. We started speed walking because we didn't want to put in all the effort and then miss the sunrise.
Huffing and puffing, we finally made it to the top. A few random groups of people were up as well. We found a spot to sit and just waited. Conor saw a whale jump in the distance but I totally missed it. You could see them spraying up water though, which was cool anyways. A pod of dolphins as well were circling in the water.
And then the sun broke. Slowly but surely, the sun rose with the most beautiful hues of pink, orange, and yellow. We just sat and watched while people snapped pictures. It was one of the most beautiful and serene moments I had had in Australia.
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