Whale shark day!!! Yeehaaaa. Up early (and excited) for a quick breaky and head up to the dive shop for a 7:45 start. Quick sorting out of wetsuits and fins and we were on the bus heading for the jetty. Off the jetty and onto the 57ft boat, 19 people in total on board, captain Andy the really nice, easy going sth african, deckhand Jimmy, the highly strung but super efficient Canadian, and the two swimmers, Kai the blonde haired kiwi girl and Timmy the Aussie rock star wannabe that plays guitar at weddings. There was also Ed, the English lad that would be the underwater videographer today, and a bloke I’ve taken note to make friends with in return for additional footage of us on the $50 DVD we’ll be buying from him at the end of the day. Continue reading
Monthly Archives: May 2012
Shark Bay and Francois Peron National Park
Perth to Kalbarri
South coast of WA to Perth
Coming off the Nullabor we were glad to see some beaches again. One of the first beaches we got to was Lucky Bay in Cape le Grand Natonal Park which was absolutely stunning! Apparently one of the whitest sand beaches in Australia and I believe it. Unfortunately by the time we pulled In the campsite was quite full and extremely windy so we headed into Esperance and setup at the more protected but far less scenic caravan park in town.
Nullarbor and Eyre Highway
We have been pounding the pavement hard these last couple of days and putting some serious ks on the clock. Since our last post we have traveled in excess of 2000km over a four day stretch and have made it into WA, physically exhausted but rich with unexpected experiences from crossing the Nullarbor.
Bendigo to a sheep farm
I had to remind myself where we left things with blog entries as it seems like forever ago that we made a post and we’ve done so much since, in reality it was only a week ago. Last we left things we’d just left the Great Ocean Road and were heading for Bendigo to see my sister Vanessa and her family. We made it to Bendigo no dramas and had a great stay with the Bakers. One of the days we did a trip into a place called Maldon and there happened to be an All British motorcycle rally on which suited this old school town brilliantly