There was a fair amount of rain overnight,
although the wind wasn’t too bad. It was cold and a bit hard to get out of bed,
then everything was wet once we got outside. I spent a bit of time over in the
kitchen, having a cup of tea and blogging and sorting out photos. Millie and
Tony came over after a while so I could take Millie to the toilet. The three of
us had our breakfast, and the other two had a bit of a sleep in. I had a lovely
hot shower. Once everyone was up and had eaten we got ready to go out for the
day. It was sunny by now and not quite as cold as it had been earlier in the
morning. I handed our Census form in and then we set off to look around the
area.
We drove through the town centre and along
the foreshore, it has been done up nicely and we all wanted to come back later
and have a better look at it. It looks like there are lots of islands offshore
(it reminded us a bit of Albany) and there were large ships anchored in the
harbour. We got petrol and then drove out of town towards Cape Le Grand National
Park. The girl at the caravan park suggested we go and stay out there for a few
days – we’d love to, if we had a bit more time (and the weather wasn’t quite so
cold and windy).
We went straight to Lucky Bay, which she’d
told me has the whitest sand in Australia. On the way we passed a very cool
looking mountain, and a cove that looked wild and fascinating. The bay
contained a big curved beach, with rocky headlands at both ends – on the far
end the rocks extended a long way out across the mouth of the bay, so the water
can only come into to the bay through the right hand side and on a bit of an
angle. The surf looked pretty high, and the water was a deep blue out in the
bay and a turquoise blue close to the shore. The sand was indeed very very
white. It was a beautiful scene, even from the carpark.
We walked down onto the beach and were
surprised at the feel of the sand under our feet – like nothing we’d walked on
so far. It felt most like we were walking on a hard crust of snow, and that
underneath would be a deep pile of softness if we broke through the crust. At
times it felt rubbery, or like we were walking on springy floorboards. The kids
discovered that if they ran along it without lifting their feet it made a cool
(and soon rather annoying) squeaking sand. I think there were a lot of air
pockets in the sand, and the grains were extremely fine and rather wet, and
that all contributed to the weird feel. When we picked it up in our hands it
felt rubbery and quite a lot like kinetic sand that we play with at home. It
was also like oobleck (which we make using cornflour and water).
We bounced around on the sand for a while
and watched the waves, then started walking along the beach. As we walked
further from the carpark the waves got bigger and rougher. Watching them crash
in towards the beach, with the red rocks behind them, was pretty cool. The
sound was exhilarating too. There were also waves crashing against the rocks in
all directions around the edges of the bay. The kids wanted to get to the sand
dunes further along the beach so they could slide down them. There were warning
signs that the sand could collapse, so they were careful to pick only clear,
sloped areas of sand once they started exploring in there. Tony walked part of
the way along the beach with us and then sat to watch the waves.
The kids played in the dunes and on the
sand (LiAM found a toy Hawks car buried in the sand in his digging ) and we saw
various seagulls and other sea birds (some with a long red beak, who were
poking their beaks into the sand to catch their dinner), and seaweed and lots
of interesting plants and flowers on the dunes. We walked to the area that the
kids had wanted to see, and they had a bit of a play there, before heading
back, trying to beat the rain that was threatening from big black clouds that
had rolled over. The wind had picked up a bit too and was blowing spray off the
top of the breaking waves which looked very impressive. The clouds passed over
us and out to sea and it was sunny by the time we got back to Tony and all
walked the rest of the beach together. A sea eagle was soaring around above the
bay. We dug in the sand a bit more and after much talk of swimming and
temperature and so on, Caitlin decided to have a quick dip in the ocean. Everyone
except me had waded in the waves, Tony thought it was the coldest water we’d
come across yet, Caitlin said it was warmer than the pools in Karajini. She was
pretty refreshed by her dip, and it was exciting for her to go in the ocean,
even just the shallow water.
We headed back up to the car and she got
dry, Millie and I walked over to the toilets and checked out the campground –
there was a camp kitchen, and hot showers so we partially wished we had stayed
here instead. It could have been very blowy if the wind was high, but it would
have been much cheaper than staying in town… It doesn’t matter though, we made
our decision based on what we knew and needed at the time, and we are happy
with that.
We drove around to the wild looking cove
we’d seen on the way in (Thistle Cove). There was large rock behind the picnic
table, which overlooked the entrance to the cove, called Whistling Rock. We
could hear the wind rushing through it, sometimes making a whooshing sound and
sometimes more like a whistling. We sat in the shelter of this and another
rock, and had our lunch overlooking the ocean. Down below us were smooth, large
rocks with rounded sides (kind of like the side of large, flattish eggs). The
water was breaking over these and then running off in streams, then mixing with
the water that was coming in for the next wave, I could have watched it all
day, it created the most amazing patterns and variations in the water. There
were big waves breaking over the headland as well, and there was a large
rectangular rock sticking out of the water below us which created huge splashes
when the waves hit it.
It was wind and occasionally some of our
stuff tried to blow away so we had everything held down by heavier stuff. We
watched some little birds and some crows hopping around on the rocks,
interacting with each other and the wind and with us. The crow was very
interested in our food. We went for a bit of a walk further down the rocks, and
admired the hill on the far side of the cove – the rocks here are fairly
smooth, with lots of vertical lines on them, possibly creases worn away by
water running down. The bases of the rocks tend to be black where the ocean is
beating up against them. The hill opposite us was mainly rock, with a little
bit of plant coverage, and had a big cave about 2/3 of the way up. While we
were looking around, LiAM said he’d found a fireplace – in under one of the
rocks near us he’d noticed a gap, and looking under he’d seen a circle of rocks
laid out, with sticks set up ready for a fire. We climbed over a small rock and
past a bush to the other side of the large rock, and there was a larger opening
that side – the kids went through the opening and there was a cave large enough
for them to all sit in. There were even rocks placed around the fire pit to use
as seats. It felt pretty exciting to be in there.
We packed up our lunch and then explored a
little bit the other way form the carpark– I wanted to see the beach (the rocky
bit we were sitting on cut off our view to the beach). From the top of the
beach trail we could see back over to the mountain we’d driven past on our way
in. The sun was shining on it and reflecting off the water running down its
side – it looked like it was covered in snow, as the reflections were so white.
We walked down the beach access path, through lots of bushes and wildflowers
(including some we hadn’t seen before, yellow banksias I think). There was a
rock overlooking the beach so I ran down to stand on that and then was ready to
head back – the others kept walking down to the bottom of the rock to the edge
of the beach itself.
There was a channel of water running out of
the brush and down to the ocean. The water in it was clear but quite yellow,
I’m assuming that was stains from the plants that surrounded it. The kids were
playing along the edge of the channel, then Tony jumped across the channel and
onto the main beach. The kids all soon followed, with various success at not
landing in the water (none of them had shoes on so they weren’t worried about
getting their feet wet anyway). The only way on to the beach was through or
over the channel – I wasn’t sure if I could make the distance in a single jump
and I really didn’t want to take my shoes off. I waited until the others were
walking onto the beach and then I jumped – I made the distance easily although
I did twist my ankle a little.
The sand here was white again and had a
similar rubbery feeling to Lucky Bay. The waves were quite rough here as well,
and once again it was cool watching them run along the side of the rocks and crash
onto the shore. We walked along h beach a little way and compared footprints in
the sand and investigated the plant life. Heading back I made the jump over the
channel quite easily, then we climbed back up the rock (I’m doing a lot of
walking on sloping rocks on this trip, not normally my thing, and I’m getting
more confident), and headed back to the car.
On the way back to town we called in to see
Le Grand Beach – it was much longer than the little bays we’d looked at and
possibly more protected. The hills and rocks leading in to it were beautiful
and impressive to look at – more of the smooth rock hillside, with vertical
(squiggly) lines running down them. There was a good view of the mountain from
here too, it had kind of a hooked rock at the top, it looked a bit like an
eagle’s beak.
Back in town we drove past the foreshore
again and the kids wanted to play on the playground. We decided to go and see
Pink Lake first then come back. The lake was huge and quite pretty –
unfortunately it wasn’t looking pink today. The pink and orange colours are
caused by salt and bacteria, and I guess they need the right light and heat
conditions to be seen. Back to the foreshore – Caitlin and LiAM went straight
to the playground, Tony went to find some hot chips, and Millie and I checked
out the fountain in the middle of the roundabout – it was made like a rock,
with metal seals and birds sitting on it.
Millie went back to the playground and I
watched the kids and the fading light over the harbour (the sun was getting
close to setting). There was a port over to the right, and a few ships anchored
out in front of us. We’d looked at the map and there were lots of islands
outside of the harbour, they all looked very cool in the late afternoon light.
There was a water slide on a pontoon not far from the foreshore – would be very
cool to swim out to and play on when the weather is warmer. A passing family
pointed out some dolphins to us – 2 dolphins swimming up and down the shore
line, only a few metres from the edge. It was quite unexpected and very
exciting to watch.
Tony returned with a hot chicken and chips
from Red Rooster, and we sat at a picnic table and ate as the sun set. Caitlin
and I went for a walk to find an exercise equipment park she’d seen further
down the foreshore, we had a bit of a play there which was highly amusing. We
joined the others back in the playground and all had a play – 5 of us on a
large seasaw thing which was fun until I started to feel sick. We walked out
towards the breakwall, having a bit of a play on a large and beautiful
sculpture of a whale’s tail. We all wandered out to the end of the breakwall
and sat and watched the lights on the harbour and listened to the water lapping
against the rocks. The kids put on a bit of a stunt/ gymnastics show for us,
then we walked back down to the exercise park and everyone had a go on the equipment.
Eventually we headed back to the car and
then to the caravan park. I’d dressed quite warmly for the day, with multiple
layers, and at times had been too hot. I was comfortable at the foreshore –
when we got back to the tent though the temperature was much much colder and I
didn’t seem to have enough clothes on. It also didn’t seem to make much sense
that it was colder here than at the beach. The girls and Tony all went to have
showers, and LiAM and I got the hot water bottles ready, did the dishes and
watched some TV. We all watched the Olympics for a short while and then headed
off to bed, possibly the coldest it has been inside the tent yet so we all wore
beanies and socks and lots of clothes to bed, and listened to a chapter of
Inheritance.
