Hamelin Bay 🤩 One of the best experiences so far! These huge Manta Rays were so friendly, obviously used to the tourist factor, would swim right up to the shore looking for some food and a pat. Beautiful spot to sit back while the kids played and watch the sunset over the water.
Last week our little chain gang visited the Fremantle Prison ‘Gaol or Jail’, built 1855, used until 1991. It’s one of the only remaining buildings of it’s kind that is United Nations World Heritage Listed. We did the behind bars tour after a cafe snack of bread and water haha. This tour was truely an eye opener, confronting and spectacular. There are other tours available focusing on the convicts ‘Convict Prison tour’, the underground ‘Tunnels tour’, ‘The crime tour’ - worst of the worst, and nighttime ‘Torchlight tour’, pretty much that’s a ghost tour. 😟 haha.
When they say hard time, they meant hard time. Basically unchanged from when it was built by the convicts. Most of the years it operated the prisoners had no power and thunder buckets for toilets. We were shown the cells, recreation yards, holding yards, lifer’s block, solitary confinement, workshops, kitchen, women’s block, even the more modern additions, like the block where the military held detainees and prisoners of war. There are many more areas.
Though some areas aren’t really for young kids like death row and the gallows, but was interesting all the same. That’s up to you ofcourse. Part of the women’s block has been converted to accomodation as a YHA for backpackers. It looks awesome.
Add Fremantle Prison to your list of must do’s. Absolutely amazing. 👍👍🇦🇺.
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After visiting the Animal Farm & Pentland Alpaca Stud, we now have 75% of the family convinced to sell up and move to the country. With a huge range of animals, including lots of babies, we were free to roam the paddocks, petting, cuddling and feeding, to our hearts content. With the FOR SALE sign in the rabbits cage, the boys couldn’t comprehend why we couldn’t buy one. My constant reminders that we were living in a caravan fell on deaf ears. And I think at one stage they had smuggled two guinea pigs out in each of their pockets. Needless to say we got out of there as a family of four, but with a long wishlist of animals to start this “new farm”!
Climbing the Gloucester Tree in Pemberton was the bravest things the kids have ever done. At 53m tall, this Karri tree is the second tallest fire look out tree in the world.
After reading the warning ‘not recommended for kids’ sign, observing the lack of safety nets and then climbing 20 or so wrungs, they both decided to head back down, as I continued on. Another mum, above me, was afraid of heights, so I had a job of being the calm support and talking (distracting) her for the climb. With our kids and husbands below, cheering us on, we made it to the top, took a few pics and sang out to the families below, before beginning our descent.
As soon as I reached the base of the tree the boys had built up enough courage to give it another go... but only if I went with them. So off I set again, with two children in tow. They both hesitated at the same point and began to climb back down, but after a few words of encouragement and poke in the bum, they both climbed all the way to the top and back down again, much to Joff’s horror. Very proud of both of their efforts!!
Joff reflecting from atop of the Elephant Rocks in Denmark. Although it looked like it was a warm summers day, really the air temp was about 15 degrees and water temp to match! Still all too tempting for our crazy boys and in they went. Needless to say they froze their little buttocks off once they were out 😂🙃😨
Another day another camp fire. Camped up at the Margret River Nature Park for the next three nights. We were planning for an afternoon down at @gnarabup
beach, watching the @margiespro
surfing comp, but after two shark attacks, the @wsl
made the call to cancel the event. So a drizzly wet afternoon called for a glass of cab-sav from @singlefilewine
, cheese & bickies, and listening to Harry Potter and the half blood prince on @audible_au
, pretty good substitute, I think 💭🤔 👍🏻
Campfire and toasting marshmallows under a pink sky at Boogaloo campsite in Augusta, W.A.
Beautiful Hamelin Bay sunset and Manta Rays as big as the kids. These sea creatures were super gentle, swimming straight up to us, almost beaching themselves on the shore, for a pat. Then swimming back out, to do it all again. We stayed and played with them for a few hours, neither boys were wanting to leave. Remy kept saying “is this a dream, someone pinch me”. 😂😱😎
Jontes first fire using flint and steel, he was pretty pleased with himself and now considers himself Bear Grylls expert level 😂 #drophimoffintheamazon
Albany’s Gap and Natural Bridge.
Albany’s windmill farm generating 80% of the towns energy 👌🏻🙌🏽👍🏻
National Anzac Centre
A tribute to the 40,000 soldiers that departed for WW1 from Albany, Western Australia. For many of these men, this was the last Australian soil they stood upon. These young men believed they would be volunteering their time and efforts to fight for their country but sadly they were volunteering their lives.
Albany played a significant part in WW1 as it was the meeting and departing place, for all of the ships and soilders, from New Zealand, Tasmania and the rest of the Australian mainland. The New Zealanders, even had a Japanese battleship escorting them up through the Pacific and Southern oceans. Albany’s harbour was considered the best location to send off the two seperate convoys consisting of 100 or so boats, as it was protected and also deep enough.
It’s an eerie feeling looking down into the Princess Royal Harbour and imagining the ships all lined up in order, ready to set sail. I meet a man that grew up here, and he told me a story of his great-grandmother, standing there, holding the hand of her mother, waving the ships off.
The fort was decommissioned after WW2 once they realised their guns and canons (which had never been fired in anger) were of no match to the missile weaponry that had developed over the years. So it was decided by the Commonwealth to lock it up, leaving it empty for vandals and the displaced to occupy. It was in a bad way up until the 80s when the people of Albany wanted to revive its buildings as a memorial to the Great War. Volunteers banded together and brought it back to its former days. In addition the Anzac centre was built in 2010, and is an incredibly interesting exhibition, with stories of 37 individuals you can follow around, hearing their personal tales of war.
Surprisingly, up until the mid 1800s, whaling was considered Australia’s largest primary export. So to visit Australia’s last work whaling station (closing in 1978) was both sad and educational.
After walking in and around the grounds of this whaling station, and imagining the workers hauling these dying gentle giants up onto concrete slabs, it’s hard to comprehend how it was considered normal. The restored boat, Cheynes IV, sits perched up on the edge of the crystal blue bay, in stark contrast to its dark past, having played its part in the killing of over 16,000 whales in its 26 years of service.
The museum now uses the huge old oil tanks as theatres and the sick smell of the whale oil still lingers heavily as you sit watching its history. They described how each part of the whale was harvested and sold, from the bones, being used as structural building materials and even to make ornamental furniture. The oil, extracted from the blubber, used in food products and oil lamps, and of course the meat for human consumption.
The skeleton museum was amazing but also confronting to see the enormity of these majestical creatures. Our human frames pale in comparison to the size of the 27m long blue whale on display. And then to read, this skeleton is considered an averaged sized animal, some growing up to 35m.
After years of education and societies shift in attitudes, this part of Australia’s past now is so barbaric. It’s amazing to think an industry so entrenched in our countries young history, is now considered unmentionable.
Nature at it finest. The ocean displaying it’s all encompassing power and natural rock formations rivalling it’s strength with beauty.