First we flew into Perth and spent a day wandering around the city. We stayed on the beach in Scarborough in a room that overlooked the Indian Ocean. I never thought I would get to say that I've seen the Indian Ocean! It was beautiful, but I have a whole post on Perth prepared to show you in the next couple of days since we came back and spent another night there later. We left there bright and early on Monday morning and set out to go south. Patrick had his eye on the Stirling Ranges and we were hoping to make it to Albany by nightfall.
We arrived at the Stirling Ranges around noon. Literally I think we were the only ones in the entire National Park. I think we may have seen one other car.
Before we even got to the mountains, we had to dodge these crazy emus that ran out into the road. They were hilarious! It was like they ran out, panicked when they saw the cars, and rushed back to the security of the bushes. Emus are very impulsive we learned.
And they went on for miles.
We made it to a place in the park called Knoll Bluff (or Bluff Knoll? I can't remember) and the view was breathtaking. We decided to stay and watch the sunset from here.
And that was the night that Patrick hit a baby kangaroo.
Now, he did get up and hop away, but Patrick was a little traumatized. He felt so incredibly bad that he kept insisting that we turn around to make sure it was ok, but I convinced him that we must press on (Does that make me heartless? Sorry!). From then on, though, Patrick proceeded to honk the horn obnoxiously every 10 seconds or so each night at dusk if we were driving (dusk is prime "kangaroos might hop into the road" time). It made him feel at least like he was warning the kangaroo world of his presence and to stay out of the way!
We stayed the night in a little motel in Albany, a beach city with a few National Parks along the coast which had some great beach sights.
We stopped at the famous Albany Blowholes. We were thinking they would actually be holes formed by the rocks, so were surprised that they were huge cracks in the rock that the air came up through. You couldn't really see down in them but you could feel and hear the air!
We made a little loop around and starting heading back to Perth. We wanted to spend the night in the Margaret River region, so we enjoyed the drive along the way, stopping and sightseeing when we wanted.
Maybe we had been in the car too long...
Safely off the Tree Tops and back into our cozy little car on the ground, we proceeded on with our afternoon of driving and sightseeing.
And we spent the night in Brussleton in the Margaret River Region at the Royal Palms Hotel.
The downstairs had a complete kitchen, dining, and lounge area. We got Domino's that night, which has a totally different menu than our Domino's here. Really fresh vegetables, sundried tomatoes, roasted garlic, etc. It was really yummy. We decided to have a slow morning the next day. We slept in and leisurely got ready and packed the car. Patrick did some schoolwork while I watched their version of the Today show. Great to relax a little before hitting the road back to Perth.