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| Eric at The Pinnacles |
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| Galah nesting atop a Pinnacle |
Our last big stop was Kalbarri, which I think is Aboriginal
for “closed”. The national park:
closed. The famous BBQ fish shack:
closed.
As we headed south to Geraldton, I couldn’t figure out why
the scenery was so appealing until I realised that we were seeing the first
trees in months. The northwest has nothing
but waist-high shrubs. Suddenly,
farmland with crops instead of half-starved sheep seemed really exotic. And then it started raining! For most of a week now, it’s been raining,
and we’re only beginning to get tired of it.
It’s just so nice to see clouds instead of constant baking sun. The wildflowers clearly appreciated it, too.
From Geraldton, we expected it to take a couple of weeks to
reach Perth. With the rain and
unfavourable surf conditions, though, we found ourselves 50 km outside the city
in less than a week. As much as my
pregnant back is beginning to tell me that sleeping in the van is no longer
appropriate, it made me really sad to realise that the travelling portion of
our year is essentially over. But Kick-y
Longstocking keeps reminding me that the next phase of our time off will be
pretty exciting, too. Tomorrow we head
down to Busselton to start looking for a six-month lease on a house to bring a
baby home to.
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