August has been productive in my many crafting facets ... not so productive in Blogging.
Earlier in August we headed north for a day trip to Kalbarri, which is about 200kms away ... a day trip that began early [for me].
After passing through Geraldton we headed north, with the Atlantic Ocean shining blue in the sunlight, on the left, to Northampton where we left the main highway to detour via Horrocks, a small fishing village that is quickly becoming a haven for city folks at the weekends. We stopped for a coffee ... it was a while since breakfast ... and a muffin, munching and sipping whilst leaning over the fence that may have been built expressly to balance a coffee cup on.
But the day doesn't stand still while we sit and watch, so it was ever onward. Luckily what appeared to be a new road, albeit not sealed and still rather unformed in places, though many of those potholes could be blamed on recent rain, gave us a shortcut to Port Gregory, another seaside village.
Beyond the reef that enclosed a peaceful harbour we could see a fishing boat busily moving along the breakers. Many smaller fishing craft are towed to the water's edge.
Hutt Lagoon, a pink lake, as one entered Port Gregory is spectacular. Reflections of clouds and the hills gave a sense of tranquility.
Further north we detoured along a small road to the coast [again], discovering another gem. Pancake type rocks with signs warning of danger leaned precariously over the ocean. One could easily imagine storm surges cutting into the overhang even more. But it was gloriously spectacular! There was a narrow track down the steep cliff to a sheltered hollow where a fisherman was throwing the line.
But ... the road called again. Soon we arrived in Kalbarri, which is a delicious holiday resort town with boats of several types for hire. The camping ground had palm trees growing amongst the caravans ... this place was not a one-night stop-off! Several days to unwind would be the order of the day for the Grey Nomads [those senior citizens who in their new [looking] 4 x wheel drive vehicles and towing caravans that any traveler of yesteryear would be more than proud.
We came home 'the other way', traveling through bush clad countryside before the land opened up to cropping country. A few kilometers out of Kalbarri we had to slow our journey momentarily, as six or seven emus leisurely crossed the road in front of us. In my excitement I forgot to take a photo!
It was a weary couple who returned home after a Saturday drive north.