The Colours, the contrasts, the wildlife, the 4-wheeling ..
I dislike superlatives and yet it´s just so hard not to use them when you describe Australian National Parks. The northern tip of the Shark Bay peninsula, F. Peron Nat. Park, is one of those spots that can´t be described without the words spectacular, one of the most beautiful spots you can find, 4WD paradise, and so on.
You get there (from Perth) by burning just 130 litre diesel or so and you find yourself at Shark Bay, a World Heritage area. If you´re in a 2WD (and possibly only burned 50 litre gas) you go to Monkey Mia and get to pet dolphins there. I´m sure that´s an awesome expereience. If you´r in a 4WD, you air down to 15-20 PSI and head north into red sand paradise. Then you find yourself in the National Park, head north through the bush and the clay pans and arrive at one of the four or so superb bush camp sites. There may be two to three other vehicles there, enjoying the beach, the fishing the chilling. The first spot is partially rocky (that´s what you see on the photos) and the northernmost is practically on the beach.
You´ll do a day trip to the northern tip of the peninsula (Cape Peron) and you indulge in the potpourri of turquoise water, white sand, dark-red rocks and red sandstones. And if you´re lucky a 1.5 meter eagle ray glides along the beach just decimetres next to you. It´s one hell of a spot, really! Not only the geology is exciting, two major ocean currents meet there and you can actually see that! And it attracts an impressive array of marine life, they say.
We just spent two nights up there but you could easily hang out there for a week I figure. In just one day at the cape we saw the mentioned ray, a tiger shark, a bottle nose dolphin family and a zillion of crabs. Hard to imagine that one could get bored in the middle of that.
Finally, we made it! Finally, the glorious camping gear we found just days after arriving could be tested. After ten weeks down under we got out there for a taste of bush camping. Just half an hour east of town we criss-crossed Mundaring state forest all Sunday, continuously impressed by the ever-changing composition of the bush.
It´s spring now and we couldn´t wait any longer. Well, it was an early evening given the night temperature in the single digits and these little biting bastards that we still remember to well. Something around 8 degrees and a stiff, ice-cold breeze in the morning made you drink your coffee fast. Possible the first time for me serving hot soup for brekky 😉
Nevertheless, it was awesome to get out there and hear the bush by night, see the stars, cast a shadow in the strong moonlight and smell the forest and the ground. Just getting out of the car the scent of the soil, gumtrees, bushes and who knows what was positively overwhelming.