Heritage Trail Lodge
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... is a winemaker. Lunch was at The Bootleg Brewery, where Josh enjoyed a tasting paddle of their produce. Favourite beer - not sure. Next on the agenda was going to be Cheeky Monkey, but a secret source said it's close to the worse beer in the region, so we deviated to Cowaramup Brewing Co (which Josh wasn't impressed with), and Colonial Brewing Co. A quiet night in, poor Paddy had a small break-down so was warranted. Off to Pemberton ...
... close by but it was needed to run so many things back then! Most of the original buildings are still in the grounds, and we walked up to the point, following the road amongst these buildings, pausing to read information boards and listen to the corresponding item on personal radios. We reached the point, and tried to spot where the two oceans were meeting.... We think we found it, but it was difficult to tell for sure as there wasn't much of a ...
... of country, from farming land, vineyard, to karri forest. This has been a big change to what we were seeing further north. When we arrived, Di and Graeme were already here, having arrived the previous day, and Graeme was preparing to do some fishing. After we set up, we joined them on the beach but unfortunately, Graeme had not been successful with not even a bite. That night, over dinner, we shared our experiences since we had parted before reaching Perth. It was great to catch ...
... us her best impression of Daniel Ricardo in the Italian Grandprix. We were delighted to see Emu and Kangaroos running free in the meadows along the highway. Marlene missed them all!
Our final destination was the Town of Walpole and the Tree Tops Motel. By 6.00 pm it was dark and as we walked to the local hotel for dinner it was eerily quiet. Not a soul, no cars, just us and an almost full moon.
The next two days were absolutely beautiful, spent on Busselton's gorgeous beach. We invented water cricket (Chris winning dramatically with the last ball of the match and meaning at least one Englishman had won a game of cricket in Australia recently), Sarah went snorkelling with a leaky set of goggles and we took a stroll on Busselton's famous jetty, which is almost two kilometres ...