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October 22, 2009Posted by on
We have left Perth and are on our way to Margaret River. Driving down the highway when I start screaming…roo, roo, roo! I am excited because I have just seen a kangaroo. Not just any kangaroo, but a red kangaroo.
There are about 40-50 kanagaroo’s in this paddock (for all my North American friends, that’s just a field). We are pulled over (because Al listens to me so well when I am screaming roo, roo roo) on a major highway. Vehicles are wizzing by us. Are they crazy? I think everyone should stop to gaze and appreciate the beauty of these magnificent animals. They are huge!
In fact the red kangaroo is the worlds largest marsupial. The male red kangaroos can jump over 30 feet in one jump and clear a 6 ft fence without a problem. The male kangaroo can grow to about 6 ft tall and 200 pds. One would not want to get too close to the dominant male in the mob (that’s what you call a group of kangaroos).
I didn’t have to worry about that because we weren’t even close enough to get a decent picture. After letting me goo and gaw over these incredible animals for awhile, Al finally decided we had to move on. I reluctantly agreed, but was so happy to have seen them.
We have grey kangaroos where we live in New South Wales, but no red ones. The red kangaroo inhabits the more arid regions of Australia. I was happy. One of my missions while in Western Australia was to see a red kangaroo in the wild. Mission accomplished!
We continued on to our destination, Margaret River. This region is known to produce some of the best wines in Australia. This region must also be known for it’s lack of signage! Even with a GPS (that never worked and almost went out the window many times) we got lost, many times. That in itself is another story.
One scenic route (lost again) found us in a rural area with farms all around. I noticed a horse lying in a field then suddenly realized that it wasn’t at horse. “Roo ,roo, roo” I screamed. Al slammed on the brakes! What a good partner he is.
Sure enough, it was a paddock (field) full of red kangaroos. They were all around the farmhouse, in the backyard and in the neighbours yard. We found the back lane that went behind the houses, got out and walked a little closer so I could get a picture. They were everywhere. I got some great pictures of some bounding away.
Then the roo that had been lying in the field stood up. It was the head of the mob! The head honcho! The big kahuna! He was huge, well over 6 ft tall and no word of a lie, he had balls that hung down about 2 ft. When he stood up, the harem of roos around him dispersed. I got some great pictures, but you don’t have to tell me when to back up. I am respectful!
We got back to the car safely. I was ecstatic. Kangaroos are such a beautiful and different animal from anything else I have ever seen. I just love seeing them.
On our way home from Margaret River, we decided to take the scenic route (the real one) back towards Perth. We would drive until we got tired and then find a hotel room for the night, which is what we did. It wasn’t easy though because apparently hotels aren’t easy to find. We found towns (some quite large), but couldn’t find the main street or any hotels. It was the weirdest thing. If the GPS had of worked, we might have had some help, but it was taking another break (one of many).
We had just been through a town, but luck was not on our side, no hotels! Or, at least not any we could find. We decided to snake our way back towards the highway and try our luck in the next town. It was dusk. Roo, roo, roo! Man I am good at spotting kanagroos. I just don’t miss a thing!!!
This was a narrow two lane road, but my main man stopped and reversed anyway. He couldn’t have me missing the opportunity to see another red kangaroo. There were two of them. They were close to the edge of the road doing what kangaroos do best, eating! I got some great pictures of them, but these kangaroos had no fear. They were not in the least bit interested in me. They were content to keep eating with one eye on the food and one eye on me. This meant they wouldn’t stand up! I still got some great pics!
I can tell you, I am home from Western Australia a happy person. I am such a lucky person to be able to experience the magnificence of the red kangaroo in the wild. I look forward to seeing them again…next time I am in Western Australia. Because I have to go back and ride the camels and travel through the Kimberly’s and, and, and…
October 17, 2009Posted by on
We had a couple of hours to kill so we decided to leave Perth and head North to see what we could find. We tried to keep to the coast which wasn’t easy as signage is not good.
What struck me was the new houses and subdivisions. We drove for about an hour and all we saw were new houses. We even went through subdivisions that are built and don’t have anyone living in them yet. What an eerie feeling! It is like driving through a ghost town, but new.
Another thing that we noticed was the amount of boats and boat ramps. Every town no matter how small it was had boat ramps. There would be a line anywhere from 4-10 of them in a row. Fancy boat ramps. And, boat storage places. There were boats everywhere. The waters don’t look that calm, but they must be because the boats really ranged in size from small runabouts to beautiful large yachts.
We ended up in Two Rocks situated about 45 minutes from Perth, aptly named for the two rocks sticking out of the water near the marina. Another boating community, fishing not pleasure. All of the fish boats are dry docked so it must get rough in these parts. It looks like it does. The coastline is beautiful and the sand is white, very white!
Two Rocks has a large statue which is not unusual for Australia. They seem to like to build large statues of the weirdest things. My first impression of this statue was Good King Wenceslas, but it wasn’t. It turned out to be King Neptune! It is the remnants of a marine theme park that went out of business. Two Rocks then went back to being a small fishing village.
Two Rocks is as far as we went. It was time to head back to Perth. We found a nice little marina pub and had something to eat. Not hard to find marina’s either as there are many. I tell you, I thought I was from a boating community, but I have never seen so many boats, marina’s and launches as I did North of Perth
Unfortunately, it was time to turn back. I would have like to have seen more of the North Coast. Beautiful!
October 9, 2009Posted by on
Touched down at 9 p.m. in Perth. I was tired because of the 3 hour time difference. My internal clock was telling me it’s midnight. Al was waiting for me at the airport. He arrived about 45 minutes before me as he flew in from Melbourne.
We picked up the rental car and hit the road with the trusty little GPS. Immediately there was controversy. The GPS told us to go one way, when the signs clearly told us to go another. Who to believe? We went with the signs. Poor old GPS wasn’t happy and started complaining. In fact at one point she had us off the road, driving into an abyss! About half way to Perth city centre (10 minutes into our drive), crazy GPS lady picked up the scent and started telling us the proper way. She took us right to the hotel front door! The problem with GPS in Australia is when do you trust her?
I feel for people coming from Europe and North America where GPS works so well. They would have such a false sense of security. There must be an awful lot of very lost tourists wandering around Oz!
Our hotel is nice, but not that nice for the price. At over $300. each night, I expect a kiss goodnight from front desk! Didn’t get one though, Al’s goodnight kiss would have to do!
I had a leisurely morning while Al went off early to set up his booth in the trade show. I finally ventured outside to see what Perth city centre has to offer. Shopping, copious amounts of outdoor mall shopping. I spent most of the day wandering around the shopping streets yet I barely touched the surface of shopping in Perth!
Our second night we went out for dinner. We chose a Korean Barbeque because I have never experienced one before. Each table has a little hibachi type barbeque built into the middle of it. When you order, they bring out hot coals and put it into your personal barbeque pit! I felt like I was camping! They then bring raw meat and an array of different sauces, as well as rice and miso soup. It was delicious. A slow meal, kind of like fonduing because you have to wait for each piece of meat to cook. Loved it though. If you ever see a Korean barbeque restaurant, give it a try.
We went back to the hotel and went for a swim in their outdoor heated pool. It was my kind of pool because it hovers around 100 degrees fahrenheit (37C). Kind of like swimming in a cool hot tub. I could have spent all night in there, but we rotated between the pool and the sauna. And then, to our delight a fireworks show started somewhere on the waterfront which is quite close to the hotel. So, we floated in the pool and watched what felt like our own personal fireworks show above us. How cool is that?
It is now 6 am and I am here writing this blog because I can’t sleep. I do struggle with time changes. My dam internal clock was telling me 9 a.m., time to get up!
Can’t wait to see what today brings. We are hoping to get a chance to go to the beach as they are shutting the trade show down for a couple of hours in the middle of the day. That is, assuming we can trust the GPS to find the Indian ocean. Then it is back to work for Al while Judy plays!
Di I trust her?… I had better shop for a map!