The drive from Margaret River to Cervantes (the gateway to the Pinnacles), was too much for us to do in one day, so we chose to stop off a little over halfway at Yanchep. There is actually nothing here really, except a big national park and a wind swept coast line. But it was just for the night, before we got to our final destination.
We checked into a huge campsite - Club Capricorn! The driveway into the site was pretty impressive and the list of facilities endless. Unfortunately, once we were set up and had a closer inspection of them the whole place seemed a little faded and sad! The BBQ we had planned to cook our food on was the most disgusting one we have seen, lined with dirt, grime and bird feathers! A last minute dash to the mini mart to buy BBQ trays, allowed us to cook and eat more hygienically!
The site was home to a large number of huge parrot like birds, that were very pretty to look at, but come dusk and dawn they made such a raucous we wanted to shoot them out of the trees!! We were also in the company of a large number of students, who had finished up their final school year, and where there to party. Admittedly, they did ask us over for a drink (which James surprisingly turned down!), but they were up all night, not making a lot of noise but freaking us out totally! Rather than walk around the place, they appeared to tiptoe around our tent - in the middle of the night - and unknowingly, creep us out! It was a bit too reminiscent of Blair Witch for me!!
As the sun hit the tent early the next day, we were forced out of bed by the searing heat inside. In fact, the outside temperature wasn't that high at all, so we had another hours rest in the car before we kick started the day!
Cervantes turned out to be another one street town, with a 'bottle shop', general store and post office cum internet shop (one internet connected computer!). The west coast of Oz certainly seems to have a whole host of small, 'blink and you miss it' towns!
We spent the morning on the beach, until it got too windy and sand was going everywhere, so we both resembled sand monsters! We retreated up on to a hill side near the campsite protected from the wind by surrounding large bushes. Before we headed out for the afternoon, we had chance to pop into the campsite café and see a little joey, who had been rescued from his mother who had been killed on the road.
After lunch we set off to the famous 'Pinnacles' in Nambung National Park, which are thousands of limestone rocks, mysteriously sticking up out of the ground in a desert.We made it in time to have a quick glimpse round the visitors centre and the gift shop, and then headed out to the actual desert. Again it was so breezy; we quickly gave up the idea of doing the walking loop and jumped back in the car to drive the longer loop instead!
We stayed in the park for the sunset as this is when the colours of the rocks and desert really come out. Everything glistened in a reddy, orange kind of light (think Ayers Rock colours, but obviously on a smaller scale!). As the sun dipper below the horizon, the temperatures dropped rapidly and gave the rocks an eerie look. The drive out of the park was particularly creepy, as there were no other cars or lights of any kind on the road back to town.