We've had fun, worrying, boring, exhilarating and knackering experiences in the few days since I last posted. Lots of fun ones and only one worrying and boring one which is the right mix I reckon.
We last had some WiFi in a small town about 200km south of Perth called Margaret River. Wine and surf buffs will recognise the name as it is the largest wine producing region in WA and has some of the best surf beaches. We spent nearly two hours in the bookshop providing us with access to t'interweb and chatted a lot with a guy who works there, Sully, who gave us a load of info about what to do in the area and shamelessly plugged his book he'd just got published which we did end up buying! Just another friendly Aussie - haven't found an unfriendly one yet, just a few odd ones in the teeny tiny towns in the middle of nowhere... So we followed Sully's advice and headed to the beach, hired a surfboard and a bodyboard and played around in the waves for a couple of hours (accounting for the 'knackering' category above).
Chris preparing for the waves...
...spent half an hour looking like this:
...and not once like this:
I caught a couple of waves slightly too big for my skill level and knee surfed all the way to the beach - great fun but not quite the idea!
From Margaret River, we carried on driving south towards Augusta - the most south-westerly tip of Australia. We drove out to the lighthouse and decided not to go on a second lighthouse tour in 3 days so just took some photos and scrambled over the rocks.
Heading east along the coast we stopped in a small town nestled in the forests, Pemberton where the main attractions are the giant Karri trees and especially the Gloucester Tree. Back in the day, trees scattered through the forest were used as 'fire trees' and some poor soul had to climb up every day to check for forest fires. Nowadays, they use planes but have turned a couple of these trees into tourist attractions so crazy people can climb up the alarmingly narrow spokes to the lookout platform 61m above whilst the girlfriends wait for the less nervous ones to descend :-)
Chris half way up:
Near to Pemberton are the Yeagarup dunes - a massive sand dune system that's already moved itself a few kilometres inland and is still moving. We parked up at the end of the 2WD access road and planned to walk the rest of the way but some friendly guys heading that way in their 4WDs kindly gave us a lift. Luckily for us, the guy driving my car had his sons along who also hadn't seen the dunes so he gave them (and us!) a bit of a tour and thrashed his jeep around over the deep, white sand and then the two jeeps had a contest to see how far up a really steep dune they could get :-) Brilliant fun and we'd have had to have paid many dollars to go on a tour of the area. We had to walk back, but it was a nice bimble through the trees and past the lake.
We spent the night at a bush campsite (complete with the stinkiest drop toilet in Australia) near to a fabulous beach, Mandalay Bay. The access road to it is unsealed for 8km so it's a dusty trip but well worth it. The beach was deserted and ours seemed to be the first new footprints of the day. The currents and waves there are crazy so surfing and swimming are not advised (probably why it's deserted) but we spent a good hour clambering over the rocks snapping photos.
We're now in Esperance after stopping for 2 nights in Albany. We only planned to stay one, but our van decided it didn't want to drive in the 38C heat yesterday so we spent the day waiting for the RAC and then a tow truck (the boring and worrying experience!). All is well though and we were on our way again in the morning and covered nearly 500km through ever changing scenery of bush and farmland.
And there was a praying mantis in my shower tonight. Better that than a cockroach.