Australian bush and roads
Trip Start
Sep 12, 2007
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Trip End
Jun 01, 2008
It took a few days to find our feet but once all the Aussy paperwork was completed we set off and headed south. At 40 degrees in Perth it was quite nice to follow the coast with a cool sea breeze. We passed through Bunbury to watch Dolphins at play in the bay then overnight in Bussleton where the sea is so clear its stunning. Bussleton jetty makes for great photos so we stayed a few more nights. On departure we passed a classic car ralley and we were invited in. They made us all very at home with tea and scones and an official over the microphone welcome. We met a great bunch of Aussy one with a Bentley called Chitty Chitty Bang Bang! They were realy surprised to see us. On to Margaret River to taste a drop of wine, then we took to the beach at Meelup, this is truly a fantastic beach. Hugging the coast we camped in the bush which backed onto the beach for free. We washed in the sea, watched kangaroos, had words with the scorpian on our tent door and were slightly apprehensive at the brown snake a sleep under our ground sheet
Camping on the beaches in the bush in Western Australia is so remote its soul searching, Nobody about, only wildlife and torqouise water...um.. Then when you do see sombody its disapointing! unless its over a week then you talk for england!
We made down to Albany and onto Esperance which is the start of the Nullarbor Road. The next few days we are getting ready with fuel and water to cut across Australia.
hot dry and great!
. Carolyn was becoming a bit twitchy by now so when I brought a huge spider into the tent at dusk she was a little histerical to say the least. Mind you I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't know I it was crawing over my head whilst sorting a tent rope. As I entered the tent the spider leapt from my head to the tent roof and ran the full length. Carolyn was now screaming so loud and jibbering I thought we were under attack from an alian invasion. Looking for the ear plugs I took the role of husband protector and ran!.... no not realy I like spiders, I reached out my hand to grab it and suddenly realised we are in Australia! spiders bite here, I grabed the sleeping bag holder, grabed the spider and evicted the lot. What was most disturbing was its size and the way it leapt from by head to the roof!.Camping on the beaches in the bush in Western Australia is so remote its soul searching, Nobody about, only wildlife and torqouise water...um.. Then when you do see sombody its disapointing! unless its over a week then you talk for england!
We made down to Albany and onto Esperance which is the start of the Nullarbor Road. The next few days we are getting ready with fuel and water to cut across Australia.



Comments
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wonderful to hear that you're having such a great time after all your trials and tribulations. DO NOT PICK UP SPIDERS...they may not be our friendly english creepy crawlies, they have attitude! You probably know but i read recently that chitty was named after a 30s racing car with a notoriously bad exhaust. have a wonderful time. love fran
Best wishes from the Isle of Wight.
Hi,
Just to let you know we are still enjoying following your story and seeing your pictures the camping sounds great and the beaches look super. I saw Betty today at work she asked after you I gave her an update as best I could, I told her about your blog and your pictures,I think a friend with the internet is hoping to show her your blog, she asked me to say hello to you all and says you are doing fantastic. All the best on those dusty roads and hope you have a good air filter fitted to keep your precious chitty in good health.
All the best Peter.
Green Eyed Monster
Oh No! He's back!
G'day you two intrepid explorers or should I say 'beach bums'! I am so envious I think I may explode!
Love Jaynie x x x
Happy Valentines Day Chitty!
Hope all is well with the big Australian crossing.
By now, everything you have from top to bottom should be covered in red dirt. Quite appropriate for Valentine's Day!
Be good to your respective little 'Choochy Face.'
Oliver and Terry Holler
Your fellow Crackpots in the U.S.