We awake to find a lot of people packing up and going home, why come here to celebrate the night before Australia Day but then leave on the day itself? Could be work I suppose but then why volunteer yourself to spend a National Holiday driving home?
So we have no TV reception, a just about phone signal, so the Internet should be available if we stand on a chair, in a clearing........
I'm bored, it's not even 10am, we have nothing planned for the day as not sure what will be open etc, so I get myself a bucket, fill it with water squeeze some shower gel in it and start to wash the van, hoping it will rain as per forecast......... No such luck, the sun comes out and whilst the van looks a lot better, the next time it does rain we are going to leave a trail of bubbles for sure.........
So we have no TV reception, a just about phone signal, so the Internet should be available if we stand on a chair, in a clearing........
I'm bored, it's not even 10am, we have nothing planned for the day as not sure what will be open etc, so I get myself a bucket, fill it with water squeeze some shower gel in it and start to wash the van, hoping it will rain as per forecast......... No such luck, the sun comes out and whilst the van looks a lot better, the next time it does rain we are going to leave a trail of bubbles for sure.........
After I shower I go to put clean clothes on, OMG, no clean T shirt, someone has failed in her domestic chores, I put on a long sleeved rugby shirt, ten minutes later as we pull into the general store with the ATM, I am roasting, sweat dripping down my back, I cannot wear this. I then did something I have never ever done before, a first in my life time, a once and only event, a never ever to be repeated occurrence, I bought a T shirt in a general store..........
We drive off to the Museum, just for coffee and a scone, as I said yesterday, the museum is full of old rusty farming equipment, old blacksmiths tools, old tack and saddlery items but then it has the fuel tank from the Spacelab which landed nearby after being jettisoned......... Someone in this van and it's not me, saw it and thought it was a roll of wire wool....... Honest she has not been drinking.......
We do a few bays/beaches but they are all full of 4x4 vehicles and gazebo's on the beach itself, it must be a holiday.....
We then feel the time has come to experience the ultimate high of a visit to Bremer Bay, a visit to the Wind Turbine......... At this point I find I am almost at a loss for words to describe our true feelings considering this publicised tourist attraction, however I think the fact that I got out of the van to record this truly memorable event and share it with you whilst the other person known as the little lady, did not even bother to get out of the van, may just help you understand how we felt..........
Next stop is the lookout tower, it's whilst we are here that we notice once again, just how many cars drive up and leave almost immediately with only the driver in. Bremer Bay has a population of 250, why do so many single men want to come up and see the wind turbine.........
So back to Bremer Bay itself and I stop and talk to a fisher lady, who gives me the low down on Bremer Bay, the sand bank being breached, the opening hours of the sports club and the location of the towns pub, although I never asked the question burning my lips about the popularity of the wind turbine........
So back to the campsite and I revise our plans for next week, our final week, ahhhhhhhh.
We drive off to the Museum, just for coffee and a scone, as I said yesterday, the museum is full of old rusty farming equipment, old blacksmiths tools, old tack and saddlery items but then it has the fuel tank from the Spacelab which landed nearby after being jettisoned......... Someone in this van and it's not me, saw it and thought it was a roll of wire wool....... Honest she has not been drinking.......
We do a few bays/beaches but they are all full of 4x4 vehicles and gazebo's on the beach itself, it must be a holiday.....
We then feel the time has come to experience the ultimate high of a visit to Bremer Bay, a visit to the Wind Turbine......... At this point I find I am almost at a loss for words to describe our true feelings considering this publicised tourist attraction, however I think the fact that I got out of the van to record this truly memorable event and share it with you whilst the other person known as the little lady, did not even bother to get out of the van, may just help you understand how we felt..........
Next stop is the lookout tower, it's whilst we are here that we notice once again, just how many cars drive up and leave almost immediately with only the driver in. Bremer Bay has a population of 250, why do so many single men want to come up and see the wind turbine.........
So back to Bremer Bay itself and I stop and talk to a fisher lady, who gives me the low down on Bremer Bay, the sand bank being breached, the opening hours of the sports club and the location of the towns pub, although I never asked the question burning my lips about the popularity of the wind turbine........
So back to the campsite and I revise our plans for next week, our final week, ahhhhhhhh.
Now someone wanted to know what was so special about the Whale Expedition, well for one its Killer Whales and possibly up to 100 of them gathered in the same spot. Apparently every February - April the Leeuwin current is at its weakest and it allows hydrocarbons from the sea bed to reach the surface which causes crustaceans to release billions of nutrient rich eggs into the waters around this one spot which in turn attracts the killer whales, giant squid, sperm whales, whaler sharks, sunfish, shoals of tuna, sea lions, fur seals, pilot whales, dolphins and masses of sea birds. BUT the entrepreneurs of the world want to mine it somehow which will stop the wild life collecting in this one spot 70kms out at sea, for some reason all the advertising recommends you take sea sickness tablets before and during the voyage........
They only discovered it a couple of years back and it might not be there in another couple, so that's the draw for us, I only need one decent photo of a killer whale to look back on and I'll be well happy, as for the other person undergoing this sea sickness test, she's happy if I'm happy.......... Ouch!
The entrance to the museum cafe, giving us a taster of what lies In store........
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