Sunday, June 1, 2014

DENMARK DREAMING

Classic Sunrise

Blue Beauty


Yes.................well, it’s a very good thing that you don’t actually wait with baited breath for my next blog post – it has now been more than 2 months since the last entry and do you know, I really don’t have any excuse for my lax behaviour!
We are currently in the tiny wheat-belt town of Perenjori (north east of Perth) but I will tell you more about this place and the whys and wherefores later (next blog perhaps).  In the meantime I did promise a blog about Denmark.
Stunning Coastline

Rocky Tumult

What Can I Say?!

We headed down to Denmark late February (I think) and stayed for a glorious and very busy 5 or so weeks.  For the benefit of our Eastern States friends, Denmark is a very pretty town on the southern coast of WA –some 50odd kilometres west of Albany and around 400 ks south of Perth.  I have to tell you I just consulted the DD guru about the distance from Perth (you would expect him to know) but as he has his face buried in a book, I received a response that was both curt and incorrect.  As I am too delinquent myself to go and find a map to confirm the distance, we will stick with around 400ks.
Instead of heading directly to Denmark, we stopped off for a couple of days in the delightful town of Bridgetown.  In the past we haven’t stayed in town, but have stayed at a farm-stay some 10 or so kilometres out.  This time however we set up camp at the Bridgetown CP right on the Blackwood River.  It was a pretty little spot and within a couple of hours we were entertaining the local Splendid Wrens, a family of very friendly magpies and a couple of very large black shiny skinks.  While in Bridgetown we caught up with our old mates Rod and Rita and were introduced to their new family member Rebel, a gorgeous and still somewhat gangly young Golden Retriever.  Bridgetown is a very special picturesque town nestled amongst steep hills.  The town is one of the very few places in Western Australia where you can enjoy autumn colours.  The area has long been an orchard area, predominantly producing apples and pears.  Plums are also a popular crop in the area and fresh fruit was in abundance when we visited.    Bridgetown is still high on the list of places I would like to live.  DD is not quite so sure as it is also one of the coldest spots in WA!
Leaving Bridgetown we trundled on down to Denmark. Those of you who have been following my blog for a while will know that this is one of our favourite spots, we are so fond of it in fact that we went all the way down there two years ago to tie the proverbial knot.  The area is stunningly beautiful encompassing the best of ocean, river and bush scenery.  There is plenty to do there including culinary pursuits, wine appreciation, bush walking, fishing, boating etc, etc, etc.
More Early Morning Bliss


Storm Approaching
Denmark is in our humble opinion so much better than Margaret River on the west coast.  It has not morphed (yet) into a total tourist trap.  There are signs of this, but so far the town has managed to retain its quaint character.  The area is very hilly and this enhances the beauty.  Stunning views from the ‘highlands’ swing across heavily wooded hills to the winding river and the sparkling Southern Ocean. 
Wine-growing has increased in the region along with berries and other cooler weather agricultural endeavours (including truffle growing slightly inland from coast).  The usual retail outlets, selling chocolates, cheeses, honey products etc are all very much in evidence along with cellar door sales, rustic little eateries and larger-scale breweries.  As I said, there is plenty to do.
Do You See Why We Love This Place?

Iconic Greene's Pool

A Dip Perhaps

The area encompasses a large estuary like water-way and the fishing is great if you know where to go.  The locals are understandably a little reticent to give away their fishing secrets but it is possible to get some very good catches with a little perseverance.  The estuary also boasts some very decent crabs and we managed to find a source of these while we were in town.  In fact, for the very first time, I think I OD’d on crabs.  DD did his usual thing of going just a smidge overboard in his purchasing of crabs and we still have some in the freezer.  Just as a matter of interest, what we did with the excess crabs, was to remove the meat (a joint effort) and to bag the meat into small snap-lock bags.  We have since leaving Denmark, periodically been able to treat ourselves to the odd crab ‘sanga’ and delicious crab-cake meal.  In fact we had crab cakes last night using a recipe I found in the Saturday West for Swan River Crab Cakes.  They were delicious and if anyone wants the recipe I will be only too happy to provide it.  I imagine you could adapt it for any white fish.
The Before

And the After

Our time in Denmark was social indeed.  The first week we were there we were joined by our mate John and his very high-tech and not always well behaved Kimberly 23-2 – a super upmarket van designed for the roughest of off-road travel.  This beast was one of the first ones made and was predictably giving John a bit of a run for his money.  The van is so hi-tech, computer driven with all the ‘fruit’ as they say, that poor John has his time cut out keeping up with all its idiosyncrasies.  We had met John previously in Kalbarri when he was taking his van for its maiden run.  It was good to see that many of his previous wrinkles had been ironed out (the van’s not John’s!) and we believe that it is now even better. 
John is a keen fisherman and he and DD disappeared from time to time in order to try to convince some of the local fish to jump on their lines.  I have to say they had limited success.  They enjoyed this manly pursuit however and as I had some time to myself for painting, it was good for everyone. Speaking of painting - you will no doubt be amused to hear that I am still doing 'gnome makeovers' - DD spotted a couple of very sad old fellows sitting by the boom gates at the CP - the manager was only too happy for me do perform some magic on these little folk!
Just as John was leaving to go back to Perth, another good mate, Peter turned up.  As Peter and his lovely wife Fleur are currently waiting to pick up their new van and their current one was sitting in a caravan yard awaiting sale, Pete very bravely came to join us with his tent!!!!  We were impressed.  A tougher man than us it seems.  Peter is also an avid fisherman and so off the blokes went once again in pursuit of fishing excitement.
Intrepid Fisherman John

The Studio - Artist Within

Yet another good friend, a local in Denmark, Colin, took the blokes out on his boat.  The men went out seeking Snapper – they were not particularly fortunate in this pursuit but once again a good time was had by all.  Both Peter and DD were somewhat shown up by Colin who obviously has a great deal more stamina than these city fellas.  By the end of a day on the water, followed by a couple of hours of cleaning and scaling (I think largely done by Colin) these two city-slickers were totally wrecked.  Rarely have I seen two such tuckered out blokes!!
From the Studio

Would You Trust These Men?  DD & Peter

Not only was Colin tougher on the day, but he also has a mean streak it seems.  After the very mediocre catches the trio had while we were there, the first two weeks after our departure Col went out yet again and caught the proverbial bucket loads.  That in itself is OK, the mean-streak surfaced however, when he sent us photos of his catches.  Not Nice Colin!!  Poor old DD has only just recovered and only recently has he stopped muttering things like “Bloody Col’n”.
We had some lovely visits with Colin and his wife Bev while in Denmark and they gifted us with some of their lovely home grown plums – yumm!
The Craft

The Not So Crafty Crew

Photographer Ahoy

As I said it was a very social event this time around, so much so that we missed out on visiting another three sets of friends who also live in the area.  As the men were so heavily involved in their piscatorial activities I had a heap of time to spend with a brush in my hand and as a consequence turned out a couple of rather different paintings/inks while sitting on the water-side.
Didn't Know Pete Could Fly!

Charming Wooded Drive

River-mouth

The area is stunning – rather than bore you with my very inadequate descriptions, I have instead included a good few photos, taken both this time and during previous visits.
After some 5 weeks away from Perth, we reluctantly hitched up Jezabelle and headed back to the Vines CP in Caversham.  We needed to be back in order for me to attend my ‘knee appointments’.  As soon as we had attended these, we once again hitched up the van and headed out of town to Perenjori where you now find us.  We have to be in GreenHead mid-June in order to house/dog sit for our friends Steve and Sylvia and wanted somewhere quiet and peaceful to spend the interim weeks and so here we are.  Next time I will tell you more about this place and the wonderful friends we made this time around at the Vines.
Until next time, be kind to yourselves and each other.  Steph.

Just a little add on – while we were in Denmark we discovered these strange birds.  I have since Googled and discovered they are a cross between a Galah and a Little Corella.  It seems that the Galah is the only parrot which inter-breeds, crossing with Little Corellas, Major Mitchells and Weiros.  From what I can determine, these feathered marvels are commonly (or uncommonly) known as Garellas!!  

Toooo Cute!

Monday, March 17, 2014

CATCHING UP AT CAVERSHAM

In The Pink

Mauve Reflections

Well, I suppose I should really say, Happy New Year, but truly, it’s more like “what on earth happened to the last couple of months?!!!”  I know time passes more quickly as we age, but this is ridiculous.  Wasn’t it just yesterday I was anticipating Christmas and all that entailed?
Oh well, Happy 2014 everyone.  I hope that this blog finds you all happy, healthy and looking forward to a fulfilling year (what is left of it).  I know that some of you have had some sad times over the past couple of months and want you to know that both my love and my prayers are with you.  Some of you have welcomed new members to your families too and that just shows that life goes on and the happiness and the sadness somehow merge and balance over the years.
Some of my own nearest and dearest are going thru’ inordinately difficult and sad times and I have been faced once again with the heartbreak of not being able to help on any ‘real’ level and the realisation that our children have to work thru’ the challenges that life places in their paths just as we did on our own journeys.
Many families endure moments of drama and trauma over the festive season and ours is no different.  On the whole however we had a pleasant Christmas spent in part with ‘my lot’ and in part with ‘his lot’.  The whole day passed without any major hitches and of course with way too much food.
Having spent basically the past 12 months away from family it was wonderful to see everyone and to find that all the grandies had literally ‘shot up’ whilst we were away. Both DD’s daughter and my grand-daughter were home from London for Christmas making the time even more special.
Do You Think It Might Get A Tad Windy Here

These Humbled Trees Were At The Convict Ruins

At this point I could bore you all silly and regale you with the tales and tribulations of our families, but you know what, scratch the surface and you would find that all of our situations are uncannily similar; all our families and close circles of friends are enriched with all the human frailties along with the better aspects of personality and humanity.  We all know heroes and villains some of them are our own offspring!   We all of us have difficulties, personality clashes, personal loss, traumas, joy, laughter and tears within our families and friends.  Why not simply say, we understand what each other is facing and embrace and rejoice in what it is to be human.
SO..................moving right along – we did all the other things while we were in Caversham – you know the stuff, Dr’s appointments, dentist appointments, visits to the opticians, hairdressers etc, etc.  The real good news is that DD no longer has to take Wharfrin.  A full range of blood tests showed our lad to be basically pretty healthy and as a result of this, his heart specialist was happy to swap him onto a different type of blood thinner, one that operates in a different way.  The upside of this new med is that DD no longer has to have monthly blood tests to test the viscosity of his blood and he no longer has to stint on eating certain food types.  As the types of food he had to watch out for were basically all the healthy dark green cruciferous types (broccoli, spinach, etc) that is particularly good news.  The Doctor did feel that DD could do to lose a few kilos, but apart from that, he was very pleased with his progress and lo and behold, he doesn’t have to go back to the specialist for another 2 years!!  Joy!
I mentioned in my last blog that I was going to pursue a procedure involving a ‘stem-cell’ type treatment for my knee – my appointment is in March when we return to Perth – I will keep you posted on how that goes.
We spent roughly two months in the Caversham Vines CP and the good news was that since our last stay 12 months ago, they have fixed their long standing power problems.  This was wonderful as it meant that during those super hot days we were able to boil a kettle whilst running the air-con, something we had not been able to do previously.
The joys of being back in the metropolitan area manifested themselves pretty quickly.  During the first week home, someone had the audacity to bunt Zed in a car-park and I caught some sort of weird bug.  The good news was that the young lady who bumped into Zed with her blue car had the decency to leave her contact details etc on the windscreen and the damage was negligible.  We did think at first that the camera had been damaged, but a slight jiggle sorted out both that and the slightly bent dooverlackie that holds the electrical connections for towing the van.  The bug moved on quickly and generally all was returned to normal fairly quickly.
Hot Dry & Desolate


We did have one other little hiccup – Zed finally blotted his until now perfect record.  The very evening we were to take Bree (DD’s daughter) to the air-port for her return flight to London, the poor old lad (Zed not DD) started acting up.  It was quite funny in retrospect as I clambered into the passenger seat, DD turned on the ignition.  I turned to him saying “Can you hear that dog howling somewhere?”  Turned out the ‘dog’ was actually poor old Zed.  Aside from the very strange noise he was making he seemed to be performing normally.  Like all good motorists, we phoned the RAC who duly sent out a ‘knowledgeable bloke’.  This fella, along with all the available males in the near vicinity, seemed to think that the power steering was at fault.  An appointment was duly made for Zed to go to the Dr’s for fixing.  As this happened just before the Australia Day long week-end, we were basically Zed-less for the 6 days it took to get him into the auto-drs.  Eventually the day arrived however, and DD with some trepidation drove Zed the some 60 odd ks to the mechanic.  Long story short, whilst everyone thought it was the power steering, it evolved that it was instead the alternator that was at fault.  It would appear that the power steering pump motor rarely wears out in the 100 series Cruisers!!
I had distinct pleasure in spending much of the last two weeks of our stay in Caversham with my youngest son’s children Chloe and Cooper.  This was a treat, if not for the kids, at least for me.  We had some fun, particularly when I took them both to a painting work-shop for children.  The lesson for the day was painting ‘pop-art’ style and the subject was a vase of flowers.  Both kids took to the lesson like ducks to water.  We already knew that Chloe is an artist (better than her gran) but now we also know that young Coops has some latent talent also.  For those of you who are artistically inclined, it was an interesting aspect of the morning, watching the girls and the boys paint.  Fascinating in fact!  The age bracket was 7 – 11.  The girls all were very careful painters, listening carefully to what the teacher said and doing their best to emulate her techniques etc.  The lads on the other hand, went boldly ahead, bold brush strokes and brave colours – not quite so much attention to the teacher – and lo and behold, their results were, I think, far better. Their work had what we might call flair, whilst the girls work was generally stinted and too cautious.  I wonder what, if anything, that says about the genders folks.  Not sure I want to know the answer to that!!
This Glorious Deserted Coastline - Just a Couple of Ks Away from the Ruins

Just to finish the housekeeping, so to speak, you probably need to know, that as my son Brett, still has need of our home in Swan View, we will continue to live our disgracefully decadent caravanning lifestyle for a little while yet. We are not sure at this point for how much longer we will live in the van, and nor are we sure as to what we will do once our home is available – whether we sell, fix or whatever, still is unclear.  What is sure however, is that while we can, we will continue to enjoy this wonderful nomadic lifestyle.  Sure, I am ready to do a little ‘nesting’ and sure, I am getting a little ‘over’ some of the aspects of this wandering way, but you know what, there are so many upsides, I’m sure I can cope for just a little while longer. 
Depending on what happens with the house, we plan on first of all spending the next month or so in cool and comfortable Denmark on the south coast (already there) and then perhaps if Brett still needs the house, we will head north with the rest of the greys to perhaps even the Kimberley.  What is sure is that we will be spending the latter part of September thru’ to December at our favourite Kalbarri site.
Pretty In Pink

It Only Gets Pinker

Speaking of Kalbarri, I did promise to show you a little more of that paradise.  On the coast road into Kalbarri the ruins of a small convict settlement clings to the side of a rocky incline.  There is not a great deal left now to evidence the hardships that would have been endured at that then very remote hell.  We do have a few reasonable photos of the ruins and you will see by the aspect of the trees that the winds there are not the least of the problems.  There are two fishing villages along that road, Horrocks and Port Gregory.  Both of these hamlets are very pretty and both are now starting to see a little movement in the way of new homes and slightly improved facilities.  Both these places sport Caravan Parks and both, we are told, are worthwhile.
GreenHead - Limestone Coast

Limestone Sculptures Fashioned By God and Nature

Early Start To 'Pull The Pots'
Along this run too, is a pink salt lake, simply known as The Pink Lake.  Salt is ‘mined’ here and the lake system is quite large.  The ‘pinkness’ of the lake is notable and when the light is in the right aspect it is quite stunning.  I noticed a strange phenomenon on the day we trundled out of Kalbarri alongside that pink lake.  The day was slightly overcast and there was a blanket of soft grey clouds above the lake system.  I was stunned to see that the clouds reflected back the pink of the lakes, lighting the sky above the lakes with a delicate yet distinct pink pearl-like sheen.  It was quite special and I confess I had not hitherto realised that clouds reflect the colours beneath them just as water reflects the sky above.  Just goes to show you are never too old to learn something new.
Basking In The Sun

Stormy Weather Coming In

Well my friends, that pretty much brings us to the end of this issue of the Lives of Doug ‘n Steph, I will endeavour to put up some of the better photos of the pink lake and Greenhead for your enjoyment.  We are currently happily ensconced on the banks of the river mouth in beautiful Denmark.  The next blog will concentrate on this region.  I know that like Kalbarri, Denmark has featured in previous blogs and that many of you being West Australian are personally familiar with this area,  but I think that new mates from the ‘far east’ might enjoy seeing what WA has to offer.
Sunrise Across The Bay


Until next time, my friends, I remain your perpetually amazed and somewhat befuddled friend, Stephanie.


PS  I forgot to mention that when we arrived at the Caversham Vines CP, all the Tipuana trees were in full bloom – their golden blossoms collected in great drifts all along the narrow park roads – it was quite special, not to mention somewhat irritating as well, as not only did they collect in picturesque drifts, they also found their way into absolutely everything, including clean washing, annex, awnings, etc, etc.  – Beautiful tho’!



Sunday, December 8, 2013

HEADING HOME!


The Bluff - in the sunshine - just mildly excited!

Well, yes there was a promise of more Kalbarri photos, so here we go - photos of our wonderful Kalbarri and a few of GreenHead where you currently find us.
We thoroughly enjoyed our stay in sunny Kalbarri.  The temperatures were perfect and although the wind was a little forceful at times the climate really couldn’t be faulted.  As is always the case in Kalbarri we made several lovely new friends.  I have to say all the kudos here goes to DD, he is such an affable and helpful bloke.  Yours truly was heavily involved in a painting project and you could probably truthfully say I obsessed over getting the project finished.  I did finally complete the project yesterday and now am all ready to head home on Tuesday.
How to Harness That Power?

The Wild WA Coastline

Yes, I did say Tuesday!  Mind you home is a bit of a misnomer as we are heading once again to the Vines CP in Caversham.  Our home is not available at the moment and so we have to remain Geriatric Gypsies for a little while longer at least. 
Before I launch into the whys and wherefores of heading ‘home’ however, it would be remiss of me not to tell you a little about GreenHead.  GreenHead is a tiny fishing hamlet around 300ks north of Perth and 200 odd ks south of Geraldton.  It is truly a fishing community here and I doubt there are any residents who are not true ‘fishies’.  We are here to visit our long time friends Steve & Sylvia and to pick up a few delectable crayfish (more correctly Rock Lobsters) for Christmas.
Wave Sculptures

Wild, Wet & Dry!

I have to tell you all the good work DD and I did during our stay in Kalbarri (diet-wise) has been very quickly undone.  We dine (and I do mean dine) with Steve and Sylvia every evening and Sylvia, who is an excellent cook, feeds us toooooooooooooo well.  Oh well, as our friends are non-drinkers we have also abstained from the fruit of the vine etc.  This is not a major departure for me these days, but it is the first time in a long while that DD has not imbibed at Sundowners.  He has not missed his tipples and is feeling heaps better for his abstinence.  Mind you, the poor old bloke is doing it a bit tough.  Our mate Steve calls for him each morning at 4.30 am so that they can go and check the ‘pots’.  Our lad is back after a couple of hours and then after a light shake for brekkie heads back to Steve’s so that they can go hunting bait fish.  Our lad has not seen so much physical action for many a long day and it a little battered for his efforts.  His blood pressure has come right down however, so I guess this rather harsh, yet healthy life-style is good for him.
I on the other hand have been spending my time sitting with a paintbrush in hand and so have not shared in this healthy exercise regime.  I heard about a man in Perth (Dr) who is doing very good work with Stem-cell treatment, using the patient’s own blood.  It seems, so the story goes, that half the residents of Kalbarri have been to have treatment with this fellow and all the joints, shoulders, knees, hips etc have a new lease on life as a result of his treatments.  I was told that the golf club hasn’t seen so many active players for years!!  I can’t wait to get back to Perth to arrange an appointment.  If I can fix my knee without surgery I will certainly be a happy woman.  Then perhaps I can start to move a little and get rid of some of this incredibly excess weight I am carrying.  Joy!!
Majestic


Anyway, back to GreenHead.  This place is a Mecca for fishermen and as the crayfish season started early this year those stalwart folk prepared to do the hard yakka have been reaping the benefits of the longer season.  DD has a license and so we have been able to grab a couple to grace the Christmas table.  We are eternally grateful to Steve and Sylvia for making this possible – especially at the price of Crays in the shops at Christmas time.



Greenhead has some very pretty coastline (The Limestone Coast) and whilst I haven’t been out with a camera this time around I can show you a couple of shots taken previously.  The weather here has been reasonably good, but incredibly windy.  The lads have managed to ‘get out’ most mornings before the southerlies picked up, but boy, living here would be a tad testing I think, with the strong coastal winds, the howling easterlies in the mornings and the smell of weed in the winter.  The surrounding country-side is typical coastal scrub and fairly dry.  Tall trees are rare and huge drifts of white snow-like sand are slowly gobbling up large tracts of bush. 
Dolphins Hunting Off The Bluff

Don't Like This Bloke's Chances of a Catch with Those Characters Nosing Around

Still Hunting in the Waves & Wash

There is currently a ban on A Class Fishing, so the boys are not able to go and get any Dhufish for the table – that season re-opens mid December, by which time we will be firmly ensconced back in the metropolitan area.  There are of course other fish they could catch, but ‘Dhuies’ are the fave and everything else seems to be ignored due to lack of any real interest.
It is an interesting life-style here.  Many of the near new and rather up-market homes are empty most of the year, only seeing their owners during the holiday season.  The rest of the community is made up mainly of retirees living pretty much off the ocean.  Jurien Bay some 30ks south of here provides reasonable grocery shopping to supplement the rather fishy diet.  I do think I could get used to that way of living. 
So, all that aside, we are going back to Perth on Tuesday.  I am looking forward to seeing my boys and their various off-spring, not having seen them for pretty much a full year (we left on the 22nd December 2012!).  We are not particularly looking forward to the Caversham CP as it really doesn’t offer us a great deal.  It is an Aspen CP and very well run, but..... they do have issues with power and one cannot boil a kettle whilst the air-con is going and all of that sort of minor annoyance and whilst I do love the Swan Valley, the park is over-managed for my liking and very constrained.  I have become too used to the ‘further-out’ parks where customers are pretty much left to their own devices.  The city parks seem to attract customers who are overly ‘picky’ and who generate the sort of over-managing I so dislike.  Oh well!  Having said all that, the amenities are excellent and the pool is good.  Most of our family live close to the park, so that in itself is a plus.
The Bluff Basking in The Sun

Blue Holes On A Lazy Day

I am approaching Perth with very mixed emotions.  Sadly the tentacles of some disharmony have stretched out and tickled us from afar and that in itself has somewhat adversely affected my anticipation of seeing everyone.  I dare say, like all families we will have our bubbles and move on, but it is sad that we have to have the bubbles in the first place.  I am a person who strives for harmony at all costs and am sad when that endeavour somehow backfires despite good intentions.  Ah well, enough said I guess. 
We have a plethora of ‘catch up’ appointments to deal with.  You know the kind, Drs, Dentists, Opticians and of course, most importantly, hair-dressers (no not for DD!).  We are keen to catch up with friends too and I can see that the remaining days leading up to Christmas will be all too quickly eaten up.
As was pointed out to us once by a tour operator " If you look carefully, you will see a seagull, shag 'n a tern."

Even more amazing "A pelican shag 'n a gull"

Christmas Day will be somewhat of a juggling act for us as we have several bases to cover between us.  DD’s daughter Bree will be in Perth for Christmas and my eldest grand-daughter Courtney has also arrived home in time for Christmas.  Both these young women have been living the high-life in London.  Between us we have a bit of ground to cover and it may well be that we will have to cover it separately.  Not a happy thought, but sometimes these things happen.  Trent will be hosting a big day at his home as both Bree and their mum Carol will be in town.  My son Troy is also hosting a big family day – so the skates will be coming out in the morning as we attempt to cover the bases adequately without upsetting any barrels so to speak.
Due to not being able to get into the house for a little while yet (at least) we will head south once the kids have vacated the good Caravan Parks.  Pete, we might even see you down at the Duke if you still have a van at that stage!!
So, my very good friends, we come to the end of this particular expedition.  We have had a wonderful experience and look forward to our next adventure.  I will continue to post blogs but I doubt you will find them as enjoyable as those I have put up over the last year.  One never knows however, so watch this spot!!

In case I don’t get to post another blog this side of Christmas, have a safe and happy festive season.  Be kind to each other, particularly family and those less fortunate.  Let’s remember the true Christmas Spirit and do for others and not to others.  May God Bless you and yours.  Stephanie
From Our Campsite

Murchison Lazing

OK!!!! I have been trying to decide which photos to show you and have realised belatedly that there are too many good ones and I forgot to tell you things like the visit to The Pink Lake, Horrocks and the old convict ruins. I have pretty much run out of room to show you photos of GreenHead too, so...................I will post another blog as soon as I have the time and give you the last of the Kalbarri photos along with some nice GreenHead shots. S
Preview of The Pink Lake!