Day 40: A trip from Rockingham down thru Margaret River to Karridale. We just arrived in Margaret River for lunch time, isn't that amazing so very well planned by the driver. But we had a really uninspiring Asian meal that spoilt the whole ambiance of the place. And I worked out that my other half can spend more time in an ice cream shop deciding on a flavour to enjoy than I am allowed to spend in a very interesting gift and homeware shop, he wanders off down...

Day 38: A delightful day of socialising with the relatives: Gary and Kim, Terry and Dylan, Nic and Zoe, Rhianne and Devan. Yummy lunch as always from the Kim kitchen and just a catch-up. Games organised by a 6-year-old small fry (Devan) and lots of laughter with how to get gumnuts into buckets of varying sizes. Wally was surely cheating or getting the bucket closer to him than anyone else. Storm helping of course by eating any random gumnuts. So much for exp...

Day 36: Leaving York it was a lovely sunny day with few clouds. We stopped at Beverley for coffee and then onwards towards Rockingham. Lunch was in a roadside stop before the horrible suburban traffic started. We have been so used to no traffic and bush that it is quite horrible to be surrounded by civilisation - the things we do for those we love. It was quite easy to negotiate around Perth as we came down the eastern side and turned right/left/ and right a...

Day 35: Snuggly warm this morning in bed and I was awaken by groans coming from the other side. E: What's the matter - W: I need to go to toilet and I am too warm…E: hmmmm just go. So up he jumps taking blankets with him and I groan and say it only has a 6 in it, to us that means it's too early to be awake. I snuggle again after retrieval of blankets. He returns, jumps in the van - W: quick I need the camera where is it? So, the urgency was the beautiful s...

Day 33: A day of driving south from Mingenew to Dalwallinu going thru some beautiful green lush pasture land. The fields are like bowling greens as they look as though they are all evenly cut but are actually 40 cm wheat stalks planted very closely together, ready for harvesting. Just gorgeous countryside coming thru the Wheatbelt. As you come into any town around here the first thing you see are huge grain silos, although not silos, but for storage of wheat/...