An attempt to visit every suburb in Sydney.

We're up to the final people's choice suburb. Tying with North Rocks for equal gold, like those Olympic high jumpers, we say hello ...

Nollsy by the Sea: Cronulla (3rd Anniversary Special)

We're up to the final people's choice suburb. Tying with North Rocks for equal gold, like those Olympic high jumpers, we say hello to this often-requested Sutherland Shire beachside suburb. 



Cronulla is a fairly well known suburb sitting in Sydney's south. Despite this, I can't actually remember ever coming here. Although the place has a station, I actually was able to drive in today, parking at this completely anonymous street outside of the very swanky Club Cronulla,

(a bowling club, apparently),

and these birds. 

But the main purpose for parking on this otherwise completely unnotable street was just a few steps away,

with this very fetching Shannon Noll mural. Incidentally, this mural is by Scottie Marsh, the same bloke who did the Tony Abbott marrying Tony Abbott mural I ran into in Redfern, as well as the now-hidden Saint George Michael mural of Erskineville.   

From here, I was just by the main road which would lead me to where Cronulla's more traditional points of interest lie. 

This took me past an old Masonic Temple,

the PM's office, 

and a walking street with the types of shops you find on town-centre-walking-streets. 

There's also a snazzy clock tower here, 

with vintage Cronulla pictures inside. 

I found this one of the horse and carts of 1914's Cronulla Main street to be pleasing. Who knew that this place was once part of the Wild West. 

The cinema here's also got some vintage style too. 

Nollsy and a bit of history, so far so good. At this stage, though, I was ready to head to why most people would come to Cronulla in the first place - the beach. This meant continuing downhill on the main road,

past the hotels and apartments, 

and a bizarre amount of logging, 

to reach this waterside park, 

marked by this unsettling bit of art. 

It actually turns out that this place is all about the weird art. Check out the toilet blocks by the beach. 

With honourable mention going to this Dr Phil-esque M&M. 

Anyway, this bit is North Cronulla Beach,

a very long stretch of sand heading from the centre of Cronulla to - well - the north. 

There's also a pretty long beachside walk you can take all along this beach. 

But rather than do that, I chose to head south instead,

on another bit of the coastal walk, 

past some beautiful rockpools,

and an ocean pool. 

You know you're spoiled when you take wonderful beachside walks as a given when heading to a coastal Sydney suburb.  

This walk took me to another ocean pool, 

and like North Cronulla beach before it, the creatively named South Cronulla Beach. 

This one is far shorter than its northern neighbour, but clearly still popular. 

Obligatory next steps? Continue along the coastal walk. This leads to a very popular slope of grass for folks to sit on and watch the ocean, 

Cronulla Pavillion Sports Complex - which seems to be a pool, 

and, of course, tremendous views. 

After a bit, the coastal walk takes you past some beachside pads, ranging from the ordinary, 

to the Soviet, 

to the Mediterranean, 

to the flash. 

Presumably, all get the same great ocean views. 

There's even a little beach down below, if you can work out how to get there. 

Satisfied with my coastal escapades, I headed inland, 

into the residential streets, 

albeit with the nautical themes still strong. 

Somewhat surprisingly, the streets here are still heavy on the apartments of all different styles. 


After not too long, I reached another park,

and a bin covered in memes by antivax dinguses. 

Owing to Cronulla's peninsula shape, this park is also waterside despite sitting in the suburb's west.

It is pleasant, albeit less spectacular than the ocean beach. 

I continued along, 

by some apparently endangered vegetation, 

and enjoying the decent views along the way. 

Interestingly, this actually takes you to a ferry wharf. From here you can catch a boat to Bundeena, which is not a bad shortcut considering that this would otherwise be a 40 minute drive through the Royal National Park.  

From here, I was ready to head back to where I started to head out of Cronulla, and maybe get some lunch along the way. 

This meant taking this under-rail bridge covered in far-too-realistic flies, 

with some far-more-pretty paintings inside. 

The other side is arted-up too. 

For instance, I don't know who this guy is, but he's here. 

I took the world's narrowest alleyway, 

reaching the commercial bit of Cronulla again.

Conveniently, this happened to be at a reasonable looking cafe, which seemed as good a spot as any to grab some lunch. 

Being by the beach, I picked up this salt and pepper squid salad, with dill, capers and mayo, 

and Mrs Completing Sydney (who, once again, I did not mention until now), got a very legit looking burger. 

All in all, a great lunch, though nothing that unique. 

With this done, we were at liberty to walk past this art deco building and head back to the car. 

Cronulla: As nice a beachside suburb as any in Sydney, with the bonus of plenty of art and murals to explore. 

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for the trip down memory lane. I lived one street away from Gunnamatta Bay. I walked and rode all around the peninsula. Four years of bliss spent here!