Friday, January 1, 2010

Day 59 Masons Bay

And so we begin our third and final stage of this most excellent adventure.
Stage one for us was all about crossing the centre of the country from east to west, with all the challenges of the great distance, the oppressive heat, and the enormous expanse of sand in the middle.
Stage two was about the west coast and all the beautiful, almost undiscovered little towns and coastal villages that are mixed in with the rugged and dusty mining communities of places like Dampier and Port Headland. Of natural marvels like Windjana Gorge, Cape Leveque, Ningaloo Reef and Natures Window at Kalbarri.
Stage three is about the road home to Sydney. It’s about seeing the contrasts at the bottom of Australia as places of renowned natural beauty such as Esperance, Cape Arid and Cape Le Grand butt up against the rugged beauty of The Nullarbor Plain and The Great Australian Bite. We’re looking forward to seeing Kangaroo Island and what’s left of The Twelve Apostles before they all disappear, and we can’t wait to catch up with friends in Melbourne before we tackle the final stretch, up the east coast to Sydney. We’ve seen so much in stages one and two and we expect the next 25 days to be just as exciting.
Masons Bay is a small secluded free-camping area just east of Hopetoun on the south coast of WA. This area is coming to terms with some impending ecological issues as the rising salt impacts the native vegitation. Entire tracts of bushland have been decimated by salt lakes that have appeared over the past 20 years, Though it’s secluded, Masons Bay is hardly unknown as when we arrived at about midday, we secured the last of the 20 sites available. We’re right on the water in a little bay that’s safe and quite. We’ll have to see how the fishing shapes up. The only down side is that there’s no water or electricity and the toilets are the long drop variety. No problem for me after Kokoda, but a challenge for Jacqui. We saw The Southern Ocean for the 1st time here and celebrated with a swim and then a quiet night playing cards under gas-light.
The different environment is keeping us all on our toes.
Cheers,
Jorg

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