Month: August 2016

Today we travelled across to Mingenew and further east to Morowa to see more of the wreath flowers, which we had seen, but Dorothy hadn’t. 30 clicks up the road we came upon a funerial sized bunch of these amazing little dazzlers—exclusive to an area bounded by east Kalbarri to east of Wubin—-and amazingly grow best in disturbed areas example, burnt or graded roadsides. Proper name Leschenaultia Macrantha.

I forgot to mention our unusual encounters in Coalseam park yesterday. I avoided a small kangaroo, only just as the little blighter  actually took a giant leap at the last minute and bounded clear over the car boot. And a few moments later a very determined puffing emu with tail feathers wagging ran at full bore in front of us.

Now time for WordPress to do its thing. Not bad! But also not good!

However, home in Winthrop tomorrow (Thursday) and no more Telstra hotspot.

 

Pay dirt at last!
We came for the sun up north and then the wildflower season on the way home and today we genuinely hit paydirt. We are staying in a beachside chalet at Port Denison with the caravan parked up on the back of the block. Dorothy O’Connor joined us yesterday, coming up by bus from Perth.
While Mullewa was brilliant last week, today we ventured 50 km east of Dongara to the town of Mingenew and on to the old coal workings which today is a national park displaying zillions of native flora.
Kilometre upon kilometre of country roads are clothed yellow, pink and white flowers that stretch off into the distant hills on either side.
While Mullewa presents visitors with enforced bulimia, so today we packed fresh bread rolls as a picnic only to find Mingenew is the land of plenty with a genuine country bakery serving starving seniors with an array of breads, rolls, sandwiches, pies, cakes and fresh donuts to go with proper coffee.

Pictures: I am having difficulty putting in pictures. WordPress is acting irresponsibly! But will continue trying or simply post words and one pic.

 

August 5, 2016 started like any other day, I got in the shower first, just like any other caravanning day and completely forgetting it was another wedding anniversary for us. The sole reason for acknowledging any date while on the road, is simply to ensure the next site is correctly booked.(like I cannot even recall the car rego number which is part of the mandatory grilling when you arrive at a new   caravan park.)
Silver anniversary, 30, 40 or even golden—they all have meaning. Even the 1st is celebrated with tea towels, while the 5th demands tingoods. But the 49th? Here’s what Google says about this milestone.
“Congratulations on your 49th wedding anniversary. … Surprisingly there are no traditional themes attached to the 49th anniversary, but the modern day alternative suggests luxury goods”.
Well, believe you me, today I had actually organised a day filled with luxury goods.

Mullewa.

100 kilometres east of Geraldton—-where a narrow gauge railway from the mid-west port was built—and the town was gazetted in the same year, 1894.
Where better to spend your anniversary?
The Geraldton tourist bureau had given us an overall booklet on the the wildflower season along with a quick updated report dated August 4. Luxury goods with which to celebrate an anniversary.
Just outside Mullewa in the tiny townsite of Pindar is the home of wreath flowers. Not really into anything remotely related to wreath-like flowers, especially approaching the mid-70’s, but definitely prepared to check them out.
And Mullewa? There is a south and a north gravel road trail with zillions of native flora, collectively providing a halcyon day out with which to celebrate 49 years together.
Enjoy!

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The famous wreath flowers by the hundreds out from the little town of Pindar