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Western Australia Tour Part 4 - Perth to Carnarvon

Nicholas Atkin - Thursday, August 04, 2011

The drive north from Margaret River allowed an escape form the storm.  North of Perth the winds died down a little and as we followed the coastal road to the north the clouds started to part and the sun once more illuminated the landscape.

 

Surprising to me was that as we headed north of Perth, I was sure that we would soon hit the desert once more only to find that the farmlands of Western Australia reached north of Perth for hundreds of kilometers.  Interspersed with the farmland and the coast arid patches of sand appeared as though fighting the force of the agriculture and wondrous sites such as "The Pinnacles" national park out of nowhere.

 

                              The Pinnacles, WA

                                 

 

In Carnarvon, the ocean was the fascination.  Late in the afternoon, whilst scouting for a sunset shot, I found my way out to the ocean beach.  The wind had dies down and the tide was on the turn.  The unusual part of the scene for me was that the ocean was brown.  Not a dirty brown, but instead a pure mineral brown.  Later in the evening as the sun was setting, I was fortunate enough to find a clear sky, the colours of which complimented the ocean.  The image below shows the abstract brown beauty of a Carnarvon sunset.

 

 Colors of Carnarvon

                              Carnarvon Sunset, WA

 

Western Australia Tour Part 3 - Margaret River Region

Nicholas Atkin - Sunday, July 31, 2011

On from Albany and Denmark, the next destination was the Margaret River region of WA.  This area boast claim to an incredible number of vineyards and diverse agricultural array.  The whole region was green and rich browns. Wild lilies growing under the old gum trees that surrounded the fields.

 

The drive to Margaret River form Denmark was an interesting one. Strong gale force winds had driven across the coast and caused havoc on the region.  Several time I had to pull the Jeep over to pull branches from across the road.  The rain was driving across the land almost horizontally and my plans for the south eastern coastal region looked sure to fall apart.

 

The first port of call was to the old town of Busselton.  There is an old jetty here that reaches for 2km into the ocean.  The entrance to the pier has 3 old pitched roof buildings that make for a very interesting feature when shooting the jetty.  This day however, there was no way of capturing a shot.  Waves were breaking over the beach wall as the hurricane winds drove the tide onshore. The beach which usually lies pristine beneath the jetty was awash with ocean froth and littered with seaweed and other flotsam.

 

This was the beginning of the storm.

 

For 3 days the winds drove onshore.  There was no lapse on the strength, but nevertheless determination found me out weathering a beating most of each day.  The battle with the weather was a difficult one to win, the wind was driving so much spray that it was impossible to protect the cameras from it.  When is was possible to hide form the spray, the wind was so strong it was buffeting the tripod so hard long exposures were virtually an impossibility.

 

I had been determined to capture a shot of Sugarloaf Rock in Cape Naturaliste and headed back several times only to be eventually beaten by the weather.  I did however manage to capture a couple of shots. Sugarloaf Rock stands a good 40 to 50 meters high. The shot below gives an impression of the power of the storm with the waves breaking over the rock at tremendous force.  The image below was taken from a higher elevation to the rock itself.  That means that the waves were actually higher than the actual rock.

 

                          Sugarloaf Rock, Cape Naturalise