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South West Loop: Day 4

Esperance, Australia


We've had a couple of good views at breakfast recently, we have. There was the skimpy in Kalgoorlie and this morning we munched on our beans and sketti whilst admiring the view from the top of Frenchman Peak at the National Park. Ok, so it took us half an hour up some pretty steep bits to get up the 1.5km to the top and I'm about as surefooted as a crippled giraffe but it was worth it.

No, really, it was worth nearly getting holes in the arse of my trousers as I slid back down because standing up really wasn't working for the abject fear of dying on the side of a hill I had. Why oh why do I continue to put myself through these climbing things? Its not like I'm even getting much exercise, I generally crawl up on my belly and slide down on my arse, clinging onto rock face for dear, sweet life and not actually having much fun.

Oh yeah, that's right, its pretty at the top. Man I'm so easily bought with shiny things.

Esperance is all about the beaches and the Saturday was overcast and threatening rain, not exactly beach weather even by my dodgy British standards. We also couldn't find anywhere to stay before 4pm because the hostels didn't open until then so we couldn't even start drinking and we didn't fancy checking into a camp site with the weather the way it was. We might be mad but we're not fucking stupid. So we resorted to our new hobby - Pretending To Fish. We headed past Sammy The Sealion down to the end of the jetty and got chatting to Mitchell, a 12 year old local lad who knows his shit.

Mitchell loves fishing and he's good at it, he showed us how to kill, scale, gut and fillet a fish and even how to catch herring with a straw instead of bait. I felt so feral, maybe tomorrow I'd go hunting roos with a spear or grow my own vegetables or something. It turned into a wicked day, the sun came out, we saw some dolphins and we even went home with fish we'd caught ourselves and full instructions on how to cook them. See its not just an adventure, its a fucking education.

I wonder which goon would go well with lead laced herring.

That night we picked Becky up from the Traveller's Inn where she worked and headed down to The Pier, Esperance's excuse for a nightclub, and got hopelessly trashed. Loody staggered home before midnight but me and Becky decided that sleep was overrated and kept on through the night, stumbling back to the hostel at 7.30am after a 3km walk back along the beach as the sun rose over the islands.



permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 14, 2007 from Esperance, Australia
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South West Loop: Day 6

Hopetoun, Australia


Having made a miraculous recovery from the (coughs)lead poisoning(coughs) me and the Loodmeister found ourselves with time to kill while we waited for Becky to sort her shit out, get paid, say goodbye etc so we headed off to the Great Ocean Drive Tourist Loop which consists of pretty views, a wind farm and the reknowned Pink Lake.

Not quite pink though, is it. More of a Pinkish But Only In A Certain Light And If You Have A Liberal Definition Of What Actually Constitutes Pink Lake but that's not quite as catchy now is it. It killed some time though and if you're gonna go to Esperance you might as well check it out, there really are some good views but call me a hardened cynical bitch, you've seen one beautiful ocean view you've seen them all, right?

We picked Becky up at around one and dragged her away from her friends in tears. Oh come on, it was for the best, we were gonna take her on an exciting adventure, a fun filled roller coaster ride, a magical mystery tour. We were gonna take her to.... Hopetoun!

God I hope she doesn't hate us forever.

Hopetoun is a Bum Fuck Nowhere town roughly halfway between Esperance and Albany so we'd decided to break the journey up and stop there for the night so we checked into a campsite where we met Butch.

Butch suits his name, he's an ex-bikey, a huge fella with more ink than skin and devil horns tattooed on his forehead. He gave us a cup of sugar for Becky's tea, invited us to sit round his fire and cooked us a massive BBQ of all kinds of meat products. The freezing cold and the promise of a feast overrode the Wolfe Creek Moment and we joined him for the evening.

See, this is why so many backpackers go missing; We're far too easily bought with Free Stuff.

permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 16, 2007 from Hopetoun, Australia
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South West Loop: Day 7

Albany, Australia


Aside from posing in front of a windmill and pissing ourselves laughing at Becky refusing to get in the car on account of two horses who seemed to think she was made of grass and polo mints blocking the way the journey to Albany was uneventful.

So was Albany. We were handed a Buy One Get One Free beer token for a local pub when we checked into Albany Backpackers (we recommend this hostel on account of the free coffee and cake) and we decided it would be shockingly rude to refuse. Well we wouldn't want to upset them now would we and of course you can't just go into a pub and spend a beer token, its only polite to stay for a few more.

The rest of the evening is a bit of a blur.

That bloody lead poisoning must have come back.

permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 17, 2007 from Albany, Australia
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South West Loop: Day 8

Denmark, Australia


If you're a town in Australia with not much going for it, why not make things look like other things using only the power of suggestion. For example, why not tell people that a rock looks like a dog, call it Dog Rock, make a huge thing about it and put it on every postcard. Trust me, people will come and take photos of it. I guess it does look a bit like a dog though... If you stand at exactly the right angle, close one eye and squint with the other.

After doing the obligatory tourist things with rocks and stocking up on goon we headed to Torndirrup National Park to marvel at The Natural Bridge and The Gap.

I use the term "marvel" loosely.

The Gap is quite literally a gap in the cliffs whereas Natural Bridge is some rocks that join other rocks together thus naturally forming a bridge like structure. How do they always make these things seem so much more impressive in the postcards?

We amused ourselves by taking photos of aforementioned gaps and rocks and of each other and headed off to Denmark for a BBQ by the river because we'd walked up some steps today and had earnt the right to a plate of fried spuds and grease.

And we genuinely wondered why we gained weight on this road trip.



permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 18, 2007 from Denmark, Australia
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South West Loop: Day 9

Walpole, Australia


These books are indispensible:

Seriously, if you're a tight arse or just a bit skint they will save you a fortune in accommodation expenses as long as you're of the school of thought that facilities are unnecessary and hygiene is overrated. Suited us. Last night was our first free campsite, a rest stop about 16km out of Denmark. Once you stop seeing shapes in the dark and get over the fear of being brutally murdered you start to realise that free camping is the only way to spend the night. No check out times, no curfews for noise, no one to offend with over zealous singing of songs that contain the word "cunt."

You just have to remember to get out of your feral free camping habits by the time you check into a pay site.

Today we headed up the river on a paddleboat where we learnt exactly why Becky doesn't have a drivers license. Me and Loody got butch and peddled while Becky steered. Well, kind of steered, I now know what the Denmark River looks like through my fingers anyway.

Later we headed up to Walpole and checked into Coalmine campsite which is without a doubt one of my favourite pay sites. They let you have a camp fire and the showers are awesome. Here's a handy hint; if you're after saving water don't make showers so as people don't want to get out of them. Try installing those power ones with the really fine jets of water that hurt your nipples if you turn round to face it instead like they have in most hostels. I also recommend cockroaches and a definite stench of urine.

We chilled here for the night drinking the worlds most disgusting overpriced goon (its all we could get at short notice when the horrific realisation set in that we were about to run out) until the heavens opened and quite literally pissed on our bonfire.

It was at this point we remembered why we were heading north for the winter.

permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 19, 2007 from Walpole, Australia
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South West Loop: Day 10

Pemberton, Australia


After the wonders of Dog Rock and the Natural Bridge we decided we couldn't possibly take any more rock related excitement. Fortunately, Walpole is the home of the Valley Of The Giants tree top walk, for about $8 you get to take a stroll through the tingle trees from a bird's eye height with not a single Rock With Name to photograph because you feel obliged to. After the rain scuppered our carefully laid plans to get drunk round the fire on nasty goon we hoped that it hadn't caused them to close the walk, after all, they did say they closed it in adverse weather.

Turns out that our idea of adverse weather had become somewhat perverted after spending so long in a Perth summer. If it drops below 25C we break out the thermals and huddle round the fire with a Cup-A-Soup, a few drops of rain and we worry about flash floods and drowing. I don't think I could cope with English weather ever again.

One of the first things we saw as we got to the walkway was a warning sign, dripping with rain water, stating "Slippery When Wet." Hmm, comforting. And the walkways sway. What the hell kinda sadist designs walkways 40 metres up in the air that fucking sway?? Still, if you're in the area you should check it out although its not as long, high or scary as the Otways Skywalk that me and Kliff did on the Great Ocean Road.

By the time you get down, if you haven't had enough of trees you can check out the Ancient Empire Walk which is just a quick stroll though some more tingle trees. Hey, if tingle trees are all you have you might as well milk it for all it's worth init. They have massive holes in the trunk where they've been rotted by fungus or eaten by creatures and with this in mind we still got in them all for a photo op. Relentless tourists? Us??

And and and! Guess what else you can go and see in Walpole?! No, go on, guess....

The Great Tingle Tree! The biggest tingle tree of them all!

Shall I wait awhile while you contain your excitement?

Anyway, it was onwards to Pemberton and a Minimal Fee Site (read: Free If The Ranger Doesn't Catch You Site) at Big Brook Arbetorum with drop toilets (it's advisable to practise Not Breathing if you ever have to use one of these things) a fire pit, a huge stack of wood to burn and a rusty plate that swung over the fire for cooking on. I strongly advise you never to attempt to cook on these things unless you think the rust will add a desirable texture to your fried spuds. We're usually alone in these places but this time there was an older couple on the other side of the site. I'm sure they enjoyed our repeated renditions of London Underground, an expletive filled song about the perils of travelling on the London Underground sung to the tune of The Jam's Going Underground, which had become the anthem for the trip and the power ballads we belted out through the thick blanket of goon that enveloped our brains.

And this is why we free camp as much as possible.

permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 20, 2007 from Pemberton, Australia
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South West Loop: Day 11

Margaret River, Australia


Today we would be climbing the irrationally tall Gloucester Tree, the tallest bush fire lookout tree in the world and they still use it today if the planes can't fly. There are three trees in the area you can climb, the Diamond Tree is a bush fire lookout but not as tall and the Bicentennial Tree is the tallest but it's just a tourist attraction, it's never been used for bush fire lookouts. We settled for just the one, our interest in trees was beginning to wane.

In preparation we cooked up some bacon and eggs on the BBQ at Big Brook Dam because we would be earning the grease later then headed off to see what all the fuss was about.

It's one of those situations where you stand at the bottom looking up and thinking "why the fuck am I going to climb this thing again?" You get up it using long pegs that are driven into the tree, spiraling up it to the top and the pegs bend when you step on them.

Bend!!

Whats the problem with using proper, solid structures in this part of the world??

Buy hey, we made it to the top, oohed and ahhed at the view and climbed back down because the novelty of being 61 metres higher than normal soon wears off. My arms killed the next day.

After the trauma had worn off and we'd invested in some well earnt souveniers we headed off to Point Augusta, home of Cape Leeuwin lighthouse and where the Southern and Indian oceans meet. This is worth checking out because you can actually see where they meet, the waves seem to come in a different angles, sort of moving away from each other slightly. Ah bugger it, go check it out yerselves, I can't do all your bloody sightseeing for you now can I.

Point Augusta is the most south-westerly point on mainland Australia so this put us officially back on the west coast. Naturally this earnt us a celebration so we got to Margaret River, referred to as Margs by the locals, checked into the Inne Town Backpackers then booked into Goodfellas restaurant because they let you BYO. We rocked up with a cask of goon which they promptly decanted into a bottle and put on ice. See, going up in the world, us. We made mental notes to ditch most of our friends when we got back to Perth on account of them no longer being posh enough for the likes of us.

After we dropped the rest of the goon back at the hostel we kidnapped the hilarious and somewhat camp Darko, our roommate (and yes, Darko is his real name) and headed off to The Settlers for more drinking even though I ended up spending most the night and a whole lot of credit texting Swoop.

I've decided I'm going to have that part of my brain removed that makes me like people until I can afford shares in Optus.

permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 21, 2007 from Margaret River, Australia
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South West Loop: Day 12

Margaret River, Australia


Darko had his day all planned, he was going to have a lie in and spend the afternoon on a wine tour. Ohhh no, we liked him and wanted him to come and play with us. We dragged him off to the caves for the morning.

There are a few caves up the aptly named Cave Road but the three main ones are Jewel Cave, Lake Cave and Mammoth Cave. Its $17 each to get in or about $44 for all three, I love caves and would have done all three but the others weren't up for it and the guy at Jewel Cave said if we only wanted to do one then we should choose Jewel or Lake. Jewel is the biggest and most interesting, Lake is small and the prettiest.

Ooooh, shiny things! Lake Cave it was.

The rest of the day was spent chilling and wishing we didn't have to leave. Margs is cool, its got a bit of a hippy vibe to it and loads of good places to eat. I reckon I could happily spend a couple of weeks here providing it was still summer and I had loads of money so I could eat some where different every night. The hostel had a chilled out atmosphere as well, sort of like Rainbow Lodge but cleaner. Yeah man, one day when I have cash Margs is on my list of places to do again along with Kal because I want to rent one of the rooms at Langtrees brothel.

I'm all class, me. Drinking goon out of wine glasses that was poured from a bottle has certainly gone to my head.

That night we missioned it out to another free camp about 20km out of Margs. By the time we got there it was pitch black and pissing it down with rain but by some miracle we still managed to find it and huddled together in the back of my Falcon to make dinner and decide who was going to investigate what the fuck that loud, mechanical mooing sound was. We eventually tracked it down to a solar panel thingy, god knows what it was there for other than to freak out backpackers but at least it wasn't Robo Bovine.

Yep, camping in the middle of nowhere in the dark can do weird stuff to your imagination.

permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 22, 2007 from Margaret River, Australia
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South West Loop: Day 13

Balingup, Australia


There's not much more to see between Margs and Perth, no rocks or trees to keep you entertained, just lots and lots of beaches and it was too cold for that sort of frivolity so we decided to cut inland to Balingup for our next stop, the place where Loody did her WWOOFing (Willing Workers On Organic Farms, you work for about 4 hours a day and you get your food and accommodation. Its popular with backpackers because it counts towards your 3 months for your second visa).

But first, there was a jetty to marvel at in Busselton. At 1841 metres its the longest wooden based jetty in the southern hemisphere. Yep, that's nearly 2km and guess what? The little train was out of action because the jetty was no longer strong enough to support it.

What was I saying before about solid structures?

After we failed to catch any fish we settled for a tin of spaghetti then started the trek to the end because they have an Underwater Observatory where you get to walk downstairs, below the sea line and look at stuff through windows that you daren't touch just in case they're due to cave in. And all this for the modest sum of $20. Yeah, it was a bit pricey for what it was, just some fish and some pretty coral but it was quite cool and the exercise meant we'd earnt the biscuits I'd got from Woolworths before.

Its not easy finding some of these free campsites in the dark, ok? The roads are often unsealed and not marked on the map and the directions are sometimes vague. Ok, so I nearly got us lost but fortunately loody knew the area so we gave up on the site and headed to the farm where Loody had spent 10 days and Sarah (from Rainbow Lodge) was still staying where they fed us Proper Food and let us stay at Sarah's lodge on the farm for the night.

I quite liked it there, I don't reckon I could live there too long on account of the lack of phone signal and the fact the toilet is outside and there's no lighting outside the lodge and I have an inherent fear of werewolves but half the lodge was made out of an old bus and lets face it, thats fucking cool!



permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 23, 2007 from Balingup, Australia
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South West Loop: Day 14

Bunbury, Australia


If ever there was a town that suited a statue of a big mushroom, Balingup is it. Its a tiny litte hippy town with not much to do but you can kill a few hours there just checking out The Cheese Factory (has nothing to do with cheese), the Magic Mushroom Bakery (nothing to do with magic mushrooms), the Exotic Tree Park (exotic meaning English) and the various little craft shops.

We spent the morning there then headed up to Donnybrook for an hour of Tai Chi, stopping at Kirup Tavern for a bottle of the lethal Kirup Syrup. Me and Loody have had this before at Rainbow although Loody doesn't remember too much about it because that's the kind of drink Kirup Syrup is. You can only get it in this one place, possibly because it might be illegal in several countries.

After the most surreal Tai Chi ever (the class was taken by a dead woman from beyond the grave using the miracle of VCR. What, like they couldn't have got a new instructor?) it was onto a pay camp in Bunbury so we could do laundry and at least pretend we remembered how to be clean.

permalink written by  Koala Bear on April 24, 2007 from Bunbury, Australia
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