Esperance

From the wast emptiness of Nullarbor plains we longed for a change of scenery so headed south to Esperance, home of Australia’s whitest beaches. We found a very lovely caravan park outside the town centre and stayed two nights in this harbour town.

Esperance as such is not all that interesting, it really is all about the beaches here. And they are REALLY white. First day I went for a bike ride. Alone, to put some distance between me and Gordie. After two weeks of being within an arm length from each other we needed it. There is a lovely 40km circuit that took me along some of the finest beaches I have ever seen. Along most of it there was a bike path and as it was Friday morning, not much traffic at all. Which suited me well – it was up and down a lot and some ups were a little too steep for me liking but nobody saw me push the bike. Once the track turned inland there was one last up and then about 3k’s downhill – awesome. The last 15 or so kilometres were flat and unlike along the coast there was no wind so I felt like I was flying.

On Saturday we drove to Cape LeGrand National Park, which is where Lucky Bay is. Now for those of you who don’t know this – Lucky Bay was voted in 2006 Australia’s Whitest Beach. So obviously we had to see it. It is quite amazing. The sand is so soft that you feel like you are walking on white icing. Which made me feel like having cake but really, the beach is stunning. While we were in the park we went to Frenchman peak, steep climb but amazing view. Especially Gordie loved it because on top of the mountain was a topless chic sun tanning. Gordie kept talking about that view for the rest of the day and didn’t while there took quite a few photos, none of which show the park very well.

Po prejezdu Nullarbor jsme touzili po zmene krajiny a tak jsme zamirili na jih, do Esperance. Ta je udajne domovem nejbelejsich plazi v Australii.

Samotna Esperance az tak zajimava neni, ale ty plaze okolo stoji za to. Prvni den jsme vyrazila na projizdku na kole. Tentokrat sama, nebot po dvou tydnech co jsme se jeden od druheho vzdalili maximalne na par kroku, jsme potrebovali trochu prostoru. Nasla jsem krasny 40 km dlouhy okruh, ktery vede kolem nekolika skvostnych plazi a pak se vraci vnitrozemim k nasemu kempu. Podel vetsiny vedla stezka pro cyklisty a protoze byl patek rano, tak tam skoro nikdo nebyl. Coz mi dost vyhovovalo, nebot to bylo dost nahoru a dolu a obcas ty nahoru byly trochu nad me sily. Tak me aspon nikdo nevydel potupne tlacit kolo do nekolika useku. Kdyz se to ale stocilo od pobrezi, nasledoval asi 3 kilometrovy sjezd. Tak jsem se zakousla do riditek a svistela jak vitr. Pak uz to bylo po rovince az do kempu a protoze narozdil od pobrezi tam neradil vitr o sile tajfunu, jelo se uplne bajo.

V sobotu jsme zajeli do narodniho parku Cape LeGrand, ve kterem je plaz jmenem Lucky Bay. Ta byla v roce 2006 vyhlasena “Nejbelejsi plazi v Australii”, tak jsme to jeli omrknout. Pisek je tam tak bilej a jemnej, ze mi to pripadalo, ze se prochazim po cukrove poleve. Diky cemuz jsem dostala desnou chut na nejakej dort. Kdyz uz jsme byli v te oblasti, rozhodli jsme se vylezt na Frenchman Peak, kopec, ze ktereho ma byt uzasny vyhled. Gordie byl vskutku nadsen, nebot na vrchlu se opalovala divcina nahore bez. O tomto vyhledu Gordie mluvil po cely zbytek dne. Nafotil toho tam sice celkem dost, ale nic moc pouzitelnyho.

     

Frenchman Peak

Lucky Bay

 

This is Whistling Rock – if you stand at the taller end you can hear the echo of the ocean.

Tohle je Piskajici kamen. Pokud clovek stoji u toho vyssiho konce tak je slyset ozvena oceanu.