There we go. It was in the end of february and 3 estonians and yellow Ford Laser were heading towards the great south of Western Australia. It was still pretty much in the middle of summer down there with 30+ degree days as I recall. Now I feel that I probably should have written this post down just a bit earlier. Memory after 4 months isn’t just the same anymore I guess.
Anyway, our target was to hit Margaret River and back to Perth again with 5 days (or was it 4?). This trip would be the end of Priit’s time in Australia and the last trip for a while for me and Madli just before starting working as maintainance persons in Perth’s Kings Park.
After first day on the wheels we find this adorable place for camping outside. Just next to self-made junkyard from horror movie (the one where the freaks come out after dusk, cut you up with a chainsaw or similar and then dump your car there).
Unfortunately, night goes as planned. Making a bonfire (shouldn’t be telling you that this was still at the ‘total fireban’ time, but how can an estonian camp without one?), celebrating Priit’s birthday with precious estonian spirits and without any suspicious voices from the bushes.
Next day. Visiting the local beach where sudden waves surprised the photographer not just once (shown clearly on the pic above, captured with Priits brand new Canon EOS)
Followed by the visit to local caves.
And sightseeing of local wildlife.
Next day. Hired couple of surfboards and headed to local beach. I’d like to say that it was fun. But it was utter crap really. Waves were shit and 3 wannabe newby-surfers on the boards as well. So after a brief 15 minute time well spent on the waves I decided to take a little nap and sunburnes on the following day.
Before nightfall, a trip up the treetops and back again. Picture above is made by being attached to the tree somewhere 20 meters from ground. How exactly is that possible? Well, you can ask me when we meet okay 
Followed by the night in caravan park and waking up around 6 am for the reasons that our yellow Laser has only 30L tank and somebody forgot to check the fuel level in the last town with gas station. It was on this field (behind me) where we saw our first kangaroos while driving and decided to make a quick stop. I can’t be sure, but if I recall correctly (you may make a note here, Priit) then this is me on the picture after a 30 minute car-ride (me driving). I can’t really believe that I was such a mess. I mean, why was I driving?? I’m almost still sleeping on that picture??
This is a big tree. And me inside of it. The zen thing is just a showoff.
And here’s the crew. All inside the tree.
And big stones called ‘elephant rocks’. They were quite big indeed.
Okay. And on the day before our last day. We hook up with Priit’s mates in Albany and heading to the mountains. I’m sorry for my ignorance, but till that day I didn’t think any mountains existed in western Australia. Man, was I wrong (wait till stories of my last road-trip).
Too bad you can’t see the movement of the clouds. They were really like boiling there. Truly awesome spot that was.
Towards our last night. A lot happened on that night as it was still our last night on the road and the situation didn’t uncomplicate itself by having some irish and wales guys in the hood. From most of it you will find no written stories or pictures on facebook.
Oh yes, and somewhere on the way we dropped by from some wineries (I didn’t find any pictures from my own collection and therefore had almost forgotten it). Had some good wine that we didn’t pay for of course and managed to get away with heaps of chardonnay and pino grapes, which were actually as good for eating as they were for wines over there.
There it is. Hoping to get the second part of OZ written down while I crash somewhere in Sihanoukville’s (south Cambodia) beach-hammocks.
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