Not without sadness we left Perth and the surrounding area to the south. At best they liked us, too good, the experience and the reunion with trusted fellow travelers. And yet everything has an end at some point, and says an old wisdom: let it end when it is at its best!
or pulling as we head further south, in the eye, we have the area around the town of Margaret River, which is known for its beautiful wineries and at the coastline beautiful emerald bays are. According to about 220 KM we have to drive tired and take just one in Busselton are, a lovely small town, at the kick-off, the longest pier sea (in Australia call the things Jetty) in Western Australia. Our tired legs from driving or sitting back with us, we represent a warm evening walk to the pier end and, after all, a total of over 2.5 km. Then we park our accommodations at the city-owned parking lot at the beach, the picturesque Sunset authorize us and enjoy a "cold platter" for dinner. Because the atmosphere is so peaceful and it just fits, we put ourselves in a dark area of the parking lot for the night, as well as two other travelers, one in an old Datsun bus and the other in a rough-terrain Unimog
... There should be early days to watch the next morning! At 06:30 clock dieselt it already in the parking lot and a moment later, the same beats blächern to our "door" Wake up, Rangers here! The uniformed lady tells us gently but firmly, that are allowed in the "county of Busselton" no "free camp". Completely baffled by the unusual manners (!), We submit ourselves to the addition and to follow the advice of the elected place for the night to count on direct routes. Well, one is always the first time and we have our secluded place referenced. Maybe we chose this time a bit of a showing of 'prominent place "for the night! :-) So we start from the dust, before unpleasant consequences such as fines and the like threaten. Bye, bye Busselton.
The early morning hours we use to cover a part of our next stage of driving. So we continue towards Cape Naturaliste curves and make the small resort Dunsborogh morning stop. A little rest, then leisurely morning meal and then a fact-finding trip to the Cape, along the turquoise, idyllic beaches. After a somewhat extended exploration trip - the area has since been replaced by the ever-growing becoming unsightly with tourists, tinny beach huts disfigured - we return to the recently discovered bay and enjoy the bright colors and crystal clear waters of natural swimming pools! A truly refreshing dip after the water temperatures have dropped from an initial 30 degrees in Broome (in about 5 weeks) to currently around 20 degrees.
During the early evening we drive to the next place, the small town of Margaret River meet. By juicy farm land and green-glowing vineyards, the road winds through the varied landscape. In the search for a Nächtigungsplatz - which we did not like last night so can easily be sold - we maintain all existing eye for fine-tuned sensors open wide. On the roadside we see a dirt-track gravel road that seems to lead as the green nothingness. On closer inspection we realize that Brad and Silvie Edwards here at home are clearly and manage a small farm with vineyards. We drive to Homestaed and ask for permission to be, for one night guests in the beautiful countryside. Spontaneously by the young farmers, our plans approved, and so it is that we may have a wonderfully convenient location, surrounded by vineyards and farmland, for one night to make our room. Many thanks to the Farmersleut 'Edwards: heavenly unmolested we slept on the simple but comfortable piece of farm land!
tags on it, we roll to Margaret River, a tourist town with all sorts of trendy, snobbish souvenir shops, where we look around the bare minimum. A little bread is bought and Christmas e-mails are sent. Without a visit to a local wine producers can not leave the area, however. In the wine region Margaret River "the most noble and sometimes famous wine producers in Australia are located. The brands "Vasse Felix and Voyager Estate" are visited, and we have planned for us long Second, as can staying. A winery, located in the burgeoning green, adorned with a castle-like entrance and park perfectly tailored rear work, welcomes the visitors in the halls of the specialist food exhibition. We are eating, right across the range and must, of course, a fine droplet for the upcoming Christmas Eve along as Erinnerungstrouvaille. After two hours of enjoyable Degoustierens We continue our way through giant tree-lined avenues towards southwestern tip of Australia. An overgrown with centuries-old eucalyptus forest area are expected to decompose with small lakes and green pagans, adjacent to a wide sweeping sand dunes at the d'Entrecasteaux NP. Opposites that our alien eyes are. Somewhere in there we will spend Christmas. We do not know where, but we look forward to.
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