Easter, At Our Place

Either late last year, or possibly in one of my early ‘new year resolution’ posts, I know that I said two things I’d like to do more of in 2016 were camping, and walks on the Cape to Cape walk track.

My Easter has involved two of these things. Easter Sunday started with the Easter egg hunt for the kids, and then me baking ‘German Apple Pancakes‘ – a recipe I found on Facebook. I think this will start a tradition because believe me, this was YUMMY! Screen Shot 2016-03-28 at 11.15.55 AM

Later, my gorgeous neighbour Carrie and I hiked a 9km section of the Cape To Cape track, from Prevelly (the communication tower at the top of Baudin Drive) to Redgate Beach. As always, it’s a gorgeous walk with views of Boodjidup Creek, a crossing at Frank Mouritz bridge, and views of the stunning coast, but what I find at Easter is that it’s even more special – because of the solitude.

To put that in perspective, Easter in Margaret River/Dunsborough/Busselton/Cowaramup is always a manic holiday time of year. There are people everywhere, and yet once we started this walk we didn’t see a soul all along the most fantastic stretches of beach. We were walking along and talking about the book The Martian, which Carrie is currently reading – and which is the subject of the new Matt Damon movie – and Carrie commented that “we could be on Mars” given the isolation. What is kind of surreal is that you know at the towns north and south and on Caves Rd that runs parallel to the coast only a few kilometres away, it’d be like rush-hour in Manhattan. (Well, almost).

The first half of this part of the walk is fairly easy, and very pretty, putting you at one stage right on top of the Leeuwin Naturaliste Ridge with views left over forest and farmland and right to the coast and a blue horizon.

The second part of the walk is along this isolated stretch of beach, very heavy sand and harder going. As Carrie is younger than me I figured it was fair that I cheated and slip-streamed her most of the way 🙂

Along with countless chocolate eggs and two bottles of champagne (thanks Mum), the Easter Bunny bought us two extra special presents this year. The first was some lovely Cara Ratajczak prints (2 of the 3 I bought pictured above) at the Gracetown Easter Art Exhibition and the second was this Coromal camper/caravan. Screen Shot 2016-03-28 at 10.28.41 AM

Add to the last few days a catch up Easter Saturday night with friends, some lovely baby news from neighbours and baby news for one of the card-girls, plus a win for the West Coast Eagles to get AFL season under way, and well, it’s been a darn fine Easter!

Hope yours was awesome too!

Camping! I’ve got the bug

1Something that I love about where I live is that we can pack up our car and drive 30 minutes and feel like we’re in another world. That’s what happened to family Malone last weekend when we went camping with friends at Augusta.

If you don’t know it, Augusta is the very south west tip of Western Australia and it calls itself, ‘the place where two oceans meet’. If you’re not geographically inclined, I’ll help you. Those two oceans are the Southern and Indian (and they’re bloody cold, just quietly). Some people also might call Augusta ‘God’s waiting room’ for rather less geographical reasons and I guess it’s fair to say quite a few retirees do end up in Augusta to enjoy their latter years.

Not only do two oceans meet here, but the Blackwood River also meets the ocean at the rivermouth and the river gives visitors yet another option for water pursuits.

In true family Malone style, there was a drama right at the beginning of our holiday. Our lovely friends Carrie & Russell and their kids had packed a tent for us to borrow, because they would be using their exceedingly ‘glamperous’ pop-up caravan. Lo and behold, a miscommunication between Carrie and Russ (Russ thought Carrie had already popped the latch) resulted in a pop-up malfunction and a broken cable… hence, Carrie and Russ needed the tent that had been intended for us! (The nerve!)

2After an SOS call at about 6pm Friday night, and thanks to a couple of friends who offered us the use of their tent, we managed to find an alternative on Saturday morning. (Thanks Beth!)

Some firsts for the weekend. Paddle-boarding (some call it ‘supping’). Carrie is a paddle-board whiz. I’ve never been on one in my life, neither has my hubby, but we gave it a go and neither of us fell in. Win.

Carrie also took me for a sail in their gorgeous little sail boat (the red boat in the photo).3

The kids had a ball in the boat; in the river; finding a green sea slug (ewww); jumping off the jetty in both river and ocean; eating icecream; chasing seagulls; waking up at about 5am to the stunning dawn chorus of birds; and catching fish. (Whiting are biting in front of the Colourpatch store everyone!)

Awesome weekend and one of the best things about it – it gave me an idea for a new book. I have a story with a sailing heroine on the horizon, Carrie, so be warned: I may need another research trip!

xx Thank you Carrie for the pics!