Troopin' 2004

Katie and Brad's Trip Around Australia

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17/03/2004 - Stage 1, Day 29, Page 3 of 4 - More of Whaler's Way

Now old Bradley was most overjoyed to discover some washed up tyres and rope on the beach that had obviously come off a passing ship.  His environmental consciousness (or perhaps his desire to play with the winch on the front of the car) led him to the conclusion that the stuff just had to go!  So after a significant amount of fossing about, he had it hooked up and towed over the sand dune away from the beach. Doesnt he look virile!

Speaking of Bradley wasting no time to drive out onto the beach, it took little time for him to mark his territory.  For all of you that jumped to conclusions, he didnt urinate on the beach, he simply did a whopping great Q (this is a fancy type of doughnut that motorbike riders do - a circular burnout with a straight line burnout through the middle as you speed off). I accused him of wrecking the lovely beach, but he insisted that he'd simply added character and that I should consult my brother (who he was sure would be most envious of his enormous perfectly circular burnout) if I didn't understand. If you zoom in enough on this picture, you'll see Bradley hanging out the car window most triumphantly!

We left Fishery Bay beach and stopped briefly at Whites Lookout overlooking the beach. At this point Bradleys chest feathers puffed up proudly as he saw the next car load of people inspect his magnificent beach Q (he assured me that stink butt would be green with envy back at home).

The next point of call sounded lovely - the Swimming Hole. Well it would have been lovely if you were a chimpanzee that liked a dip on a hot day. The swimming hole was a lovely little natural rock pool (in the foreground) filled with crystal clear water and nestled amongst a backdrop of rugged rocky cliffs.