What happened, was that through incredible coincidence and common plans 4 estonians, from who 3 of them didn’t even know each other, ended up in a group for a 3 week road trip from Perth to Broome. That is Kalle, Ele, Karl and Me. And for the vehicle - a golden Holden Commodore from early nineties in which Kalle & Ele had already traveled from Sydney to Perth. Everything seemed like just set up by the nature that it was just us who had to get together for that trip.
So there it was. I was saying goodbye for the place i had been living in for the last few months. Pulled my stuff together from closet into the rucksack again, and there we were - on a sunny Sunday afternoon starting this 20 days of journey into WA’s nature.
We began from the wineries just beside Perth. Must I say that we tried lot of wines there? But yes we did.
There was something in the air already on that first day. That this is the beginning of something really good. In a way this was also a beginning of the end of “the trip” for me because after this one I would have few weeks in South-East Asia and that would pretty much be it. Nevertheless, it was a good start for it all.
By the nightfall we hadn’t got much further from the wineries. Time flies in these places!
Next day followed by a set of sand surfing in a remote place with white sand, blue skies and good spirit.
Accidentally after applying too much wax on the board, it became quite challenging to finish that small hill on both feet. But in the end we all managed. Without injuries.
These are famous pinnacles. A rare form of nature that you cant see in many places of the earth. But here, somewhere in middle in nowhere they were. A lot of pictures followed.
In fact they were that awesome that we decided to visit them twice - after sunset and again in early morning.
Then we found these caves called Stockyard Gully.
Road that lead to them was a 4WD only. After a small test whether we can manage that with our reliable commodore and getting stuck, we decided that hey we’re here, so lets walk. So we did. For 5 km there in 30 warm with sun gently on our heads. And countless amount of flies with us.
Disregarding the signs noting everyone to have a decent torch before entering (as we did 1 lousy one for four of us that occasionally dipped) we didn’t hesitate to take this journey into darkness. And it’s a good thing we didn’t. I reckon these caves were one of the highlights of our trip. Maybe because we had to make this “walk” to really get to there, maybe they were just amazing. Doesn’t matter. It rocked.
Somewhere on the way I saw my first salt-field.
And this one is significant for two reasons. One: this is the place where we were able to fill up our tank with 59,xx liters while knowing that our tank was 60 liters. Two: later came out that tank is not 60 liters. And thank god it wasn’t.
“If you take this one down, we’ll have enough fire for t’nite”. And so we did.
This is pretty much how we spent most of our nights. Good Company. Food. Fire. Drinks. Waterpipe.
However, usually next mornings weren’t like this. An hour before taking this photo it was raining, most of the stuff was just randomly around the car taking heavy rain and roof of our tent had been blown away by the wind. Surely I was only one who wasn’t wasted enough to clear this mess up. Charming.
This especially was a tough morning for Kalle. What happened? I remember you sayin something like “i dont remember morning that bad since highschool”. Well.. It was a night to remember then
Seemed like the weather was leading the way how we felt after last night.
That’s how the outback welcomed us on these first days. End of part one in there.
But more is to come. A lot more.
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