It had been a clear night when we had gone to bed. The stars shone brightly in a sea of velvety black. However, sometime during the night the clouds rolled in and it rained quite heavily. It was still raining when we made the trek across the caravan park to the ablutions block for our morning shower.
We could have used the shower in the mobile home but it is very cramped and the water takes twenty minutes to heat. We had paid park fees so it made more sense to make use of the facilities provided.
After packing up to move on, we drove down to the beach. It was still raining heavily but we braved the weather to see the views.
Then we drove into the main part of town which consists of a general store (that also sells fuel and liquor) and a community centre which houses the tourist information centre and library. Further up the road there is a medical centre and an op shop (thrift store). We drove around some of the streets, looking at the views and the houses.
The drive to Albany was done in pouring rain, much of it following a relatively slow moving road-train.
On arrival at the outskirts of Albany, we stopped for fuel and groceries. It was still cold and raining, so we bought something warm for lunch. Then we headed out for Middleton Bay Caravan Park. Again we decided to stay for two nights, but this time we got a big shock — the tariff for the second night was 33% more than the first night! Apparently it is the first night of a long weekend so the price goes up everywhere!
The bad weather got worse, with gale force winds that rocked the motorhome even in the comparative safety of the caravan park. But we decided to go out and explore the coast of Torndirrup National Park. Herself did her exploring from the cold but dry comfort of the van but Himself got out in the lashing, squally rain and winds to take photos. At 4pm it was nearly as dark as sunset and as cold as midwinter in western Sydney. Himself even put a jumper on (after a fair bit of nagging from Herself)! Not surprisingly, herself decided not to enjoy the “pleasure” of a walk out to the blowholes so Himself went alone while Herself sat in the van as it was buffeted by strong winds. The red plants in the photos below are “kangaroo paws”, a plant native to Western Australia and so-named because the shape of the flowers roughly resembles the front paws of a kangaroo!