Wednesday, 9 October 2013

Denham / Steep Point 27/9/2013

Today was the end of our family holiday, I woke up with a heavy heart knowing I would have to say goodbye. I always find goodbyes hard to do, and we had so much fun, it had been so lovely to see the family out of their environment interacting with us and each other. I can’t say enough how proud I am of them all, beautiful people. 

We set about packing up and cleaning, the kids did the top floor and where ready to go before we were. As they had a long journey ahead of them we said we would finish up and drop off the keys. I had a huge lump in my throat when they pulled away, 5 very precious people were in that car.

For the first time in a long time I had an anxiety attack, poor Iain, I felt terrible which made it worse. We went down to the bakery for a cup of coffee and a pie before we left and Iain took the gas bottle to be refilled while we waited. By 11 we were on our way to steep point, the most western point of Australia. Iain had booked 2 nights, one in the steep point camp and one on a bay close by called Shelter Bay. It was a 190km drive, but because it was dirt roads and very soft sandy track it took around 4 hours. There is a ranger out there call that you have to call in to, we had no idea where it was, so where hoping it wasn’t all the way back at the turnoff and we had missed it. Eventually just before shelter bay we found the sign and drove down to the house.

The ranger and his wife were very friendly people, so we chatted to them for a while. We had passed a group of cars leaving, and apparently they had been staying in the camp spot allocated to us the following night. They said that as it was still so windy we could stay for 2 nights in Shelter Bay. We said we would look at Steep point first and then make up our minds. The drive to Steep point was very bumpy, fisherman come from all over to fish off the cliffs, so all the boats being dragged up and down the sand dunes had wrecked the road. We got to the point and wow was it beautiful, it reminded us of the cliffs of the Great Australian Bight. The surf was pounding in and the spray was coming up the side of the cliffs – around 50m. 

We went for a walk and climbed down an embankment and found the most beautiful cave in the rocks, open to the sea. We wondered how many people had missed it simply because they didn’t look. We took a load of photos, some landscape and some for his book.

 We drove down to the camp ground, and it was very windy, it was also full of fishermen. I didn’t feel comfortable there so we went back down to Shelter bay. Our spot was really lovely, right on the beach. We set up and manoeuvred the car a few times to get the best shelter from the wind, and then set about relaxing.

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