Thoughts on Location No 73

Kalbarri, Mid West, Western Australia

Leaving Cervantes and Geraldton behind we had a pleasant, uneventful, drive north to Kalbarri, where we were hoping the weather would be kind for a few days.  We were after all, about to enter the Mid West, and our last stop before leaving fertile greenery behind – for a while anyway.

We took a slight detour to Port Gregory so we could see for ourselves the stunning colour of Pink Lake.  Unfortunately (as I found out later), we were there too early in the morning and the colour wasn’t very vibrant.  I also think it was a little too overcast.  At least I managed one photo that shows a little of the colour and why it’s called Pink Lake.

Pink Lake, Port Gregory, Western Australia

My photo doesn’t do the lake justice as I’ve seen stunning photos of it looking the most gorgeous bright pink, though I will admit, they are aerial photos and I’m not about to go up in a little plane just to get a photograph.

As we drove along, we were amazed at the sand dunes that dominate this part of our country.  We’ve past hundreds of kilometres of sand dunes, some vegetated, other exposed, all great and expansive.  Some of them merely dot the shoreline, but and in some places, other dunes reach several kilometres inland.

The landscape changed again, the closer we got to Kalbarri, with the sand giving way to a more solid base, an inland desert of stunning red and white striped Tumblagooda sandstone.  I wrote about this in my thoughts on Kalbarri National Park, and said we would be exploring the (famous) Kalbarri sea cliffs.  And so we did.  As you can see, we arrived too early (as we do for most things), but as the day grew older, the colour of the sandstone changed, deepening towards blood-red to match the sun dipping closer to the horizon.

The last place we visited was the Rainbow Jungle, an Australian parrot habitat and breeding centre, that also houses a few exotic birds.  We spent more than an hour walking around, but looking at the birds in their cages was not easy.  Neither was photographing them, but I managed a few shots of ‘rainbow colours’.

It was easy to see the birds were loved and looked after, but the establishment had seen better days and was showing many signs of age.  A shame really as it would have been nice to see the habitat itself looking as lovely as the birds themselves.

We stayed at the Murchison River Caravan Park, just across the road from the mouth of Murchison River and enjoyed it so much we stayed much longer than originally planned.  We were parked beneath a couple of lovely trees that sheltered us from the (near gale force) wind, and helped protect us from the stifling heat we experienced a couple of days.

We are now further up the coast at Shark Bay, staying at a caravan park in Denham.  Tomorrow we will venture over to Monkey Mia to see the dolphin feeding and then go exploring in Francois Peron National Park, know as the desert that meets the sea.

Author: Clare

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