KIM Kardashian and her entourage were drawing plenty of attention on Monday near Bristol Point Jervis Bay.
Part of the beach was closed for a photo shoot with the woman most recently made famous for flashing her bum on the internet.
One Kardashian fan who would not give her name said she was on the beach before security kicked everyone off.
“I saw her doing the photo shoot. She was in the water. She was really short.
“My mum took photos on her phone but as soon as more people turned up Kim went into the tent and we were asked to leave,” she said.
Mathew Jones-Bell, Tulsi Macartney and Jenayha Helmons from Nowra were also on the beach hoping for a glimpse.
“We’re here to see Kim. We haven’t seen anything yet on the beach but we saw her makeup van parked near the road,” Miss Macartney said.
Booderee National Park staff confirmed the Kardashian shoot was under way and said they would keep the beach closed for as long as the photo shoot takes.
By ADAM WRIGHT
FOR a fleeting moment Kim Kardashian was within my reach on Monday.
For a few seconds I was going to be the only person with photos of her frolicking in the waters of Jervis Bay.
My phone was going to be ringing off the hook with offers from magazines, offers that would set me up financially forever.
And then those moments vanished into the arms of the determined man stopping me from getting any closer.
The drama began after getting a call to investigate claims the Kardashian crew was at Hole in the Wall near Bristol Point, Jervis Bay.
Now, I have to admit until last week I wasn’t really up on the whole Kardashian thing.
Last week, along with quite possibly most of the males in the known world, I became a little more acquainted with her after she appeared nude on the internet.
I don’t even know why I looked at it and I don’t even know why anyone thinks that’s special anymore. Nude on the internet? Meh. These days I don’t know what to believe on the internet.
Anyway this Jervis Bay sighting was shaping up to be true. There was an unusually large number of people in the area for a Monday and one woman was making sure nobody went any closer to where the alleged Kardashian was supposed to be.
Then before I knew it, with delusions of grandeur, my dash to the Kardashians began.
I sprinted from the crowd and along the beach as fast as I could, spurred on by the cheers and whistles from the group being held back. The group was clearly excited that one of their own had broken ranks and was now speeding toward this unseen goddess on the beach.
As I got closer, with notepad, iPad and camera all flapping around me the inner security team spotted their lively target and knowing I had nowhere else to go began to head off my no doubt impressive run.
Seconds later and exhausted I was stopped. My impending brush with fame came to an abrupt end. And so began the long walk of shame back to the excited crowd who for a fleeting moment were entertained by what must have been a pretty bizarre sight on the beach.
After being scolded for potentially jeopardising this wonderful opportunity for the Shoalhaven and told I’d be spoken to by the Federal Police, I was kindly handed back my freedom and sent on my way.
Little did anyone know, while I was running I was also shooting from the hip and expected I had fluked those very photos that would change my life – and Kim’s.
Once safely back on the road I pulled over and retrieved my memory card from where I had discretely hidden it. Loaded it into the camera and flicked through a disappointing sequence of sky, sand, sky, my leg, sky, the water and so on.
There would be no magazines throwing money my way from this job.