Possibly the most traditionally pretty area of Western Australia is the Margaret River Valley and the capes of the southwest coast. The Margaret River is wine country, and a national park hugs the dramatic coastline. Since there are other wine regions in Australia, and I was eager to get away from tourist havens and civilization, I stuck to the national parks. I spent a couple of nights camping in a forested area near the sea. Even from behind a ridge line, you could hear the pounding ocean. The waves were enormous. No swimming here.
Also, it turns out that my blurry photos aren't from anything I'm doing wrong. My camera keeps giving me a lens error, which may be from grit finding its way into the mechanics. It's likely the cause of the bad shots, and it's not really fixable. For snapshots, it's still okay, but for keepsake photos, it's poo.
|The beaches here are not effing around.|
kookaburras hollering right above me, and then I spotted a mother and joey kangaroo browsing contentedly near my tent.
But Australia's got a coastline. It's pretty nice.