Seriously. I have never seen so many in such a short space of time. They are everywhere and I think they are following me along the south coast. Unfortunately I am never close to the end of them so no pot of gold has yet been found. Over the last few days I have been meandering along the coastline, darting outside inbetween showers.
The last time I was around here it was all about the wineries in Margaret River. It doesn’t have the same appeal when you are driving on your own. Dropping the car keys on the counter at the cellar door and saying let’s start at the top and work our way through, would be likely to end in ruin. So I had to settle for a few glasses in the pub. Definate trip back required. Instead a sober Niamh has been on the roads of the south coast, waving to my favourite wineries as I drive by. However the flip side is that I have seen far more of what’s around here than ever before and it’s beautiful, even in the rain. High on the list for ‘the next trip’ will be D’Entrecasteaux National Park. I could only get a little peak this time as I don’t have a 4WD. And it certainly wasn’t camping and beach weather. It was however great to stand on the cliffs and watch the full fury of the ocean below after the storm. Wild and angry beating against the rocks. Was content to to viewing from a distance!