We woke today in trepidation as we were facing our longest beach walk today. 7 kms of hard slog.
We started briefly in the forest then appeared at the cliff and saw our destination spread out before us. A spectacular vista of sand and turquoise sea all the way to Hamelin Bay. That would be halfway more or less.t
This was the leg tiring slog we imagined. The sand is soft and even by the waters edge it barely gets hard. We tried walking in the 4WD tracks or other footprints. None really made it easy.
Then we walked back up the headland to climb to the Foul Bay Lighthouse a very 1960’s brutalist building named for the rotting seaweed in the bay below which was caused by flies laying eggs that became maggots that fed fish and birds. Disgusting.
There were supposed to be a few humps to climb but I counted a rollercoaster of 15 at least. Just as you reached a crest you would think this is it, but it wasn’t of course. Up, down up, down. It seemed interminable.
Eventually we arrived at Cosy Corner and were collected by the glorious van and taken to the Brewhouse in Margaret River for dinner. What a lively pub/bar and Lauryn discovered they had Pink pony beer on tap. This was her neighbour’s invention. We all enjoyed trying it Pink beer? a combination of berries and ale which was surprisingly refreshing-not sweet as expected.
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