When we were kids, whenever my sisters and I were bundled into the car, invariably one of us would ask "Dad...where are we going"? The usual response from Dad was "There and back to see how far it is". Within these pages Sharon and I have tried to capture our experiences and impressions of the places and people we've come across whilst trying to find out for ourselves "..how far it is".
Day 17: 10th Sept 2014
Today we left
Augusta, heading away from the coast for Pemberton.
Along the way we
stopped in at Beedelup Falls, a fairly small cascade in height, but with a good
volume of water flowing down after the heavy rains we’d been suffering.
On arrival at the
caravan park, we were welcomed by a family of ducks who waddled around the
campsites as if they owned them.
afternoon we drove a couple of kilometres out of town to the Gloucester Tree, a
72 metre tall Giant Karri tree that was once used as a fire spotting platform.
153 steel spikes have been driven into the trunk as rungs and, much to my
amazement, the general public (for a small fee) may climb to the top,
The view looking back down from the top
Now if this was in
Victoria, there’d be barriers keeping everyone a safe distance from the tree so
that no-one was at risk of getting hurt by a falling leaf, perish the thought
of what might happen if you allowed
anyone to actually climb the tree! Western Australia is certainly no “Nanny
and I were the only two of the group who were both game enough and able bodied
enough to give it a go, so I strapped the GoPro to my forehead and headed on
up. I must say it was quite a workout and I was huffing and puffing by the time
I got to the top, but the view and the sense of accomplishment (I read that
only 20% of visitors make the climb) were worth it. Laura made it too. The
knees were a bit shaky by the time we got back down to the ground and I can’t
say for certain whether that was completely from the effort.