After a quick stop at the local camping and auto shop followed by a grocery run, we were packed and ready to go. Tristan and I hit the road! With windows rolled down and Bob Dylan tunes cranking from the stereo, we spent the afternoon winding along the coastline. Strong winds lifted kite-surfers out of the water and into the air in Lancelin, boats mulled lazily along the beach front, bright white sand dunes jetted out of green and brown brush along the highway. Clouds scattered and the hot sun beat down on the terrain below just as we arrived at Nambung National Park, home to relentlessly aggressive flies and, more importantly, a unique display of limestone structures known as the Pinnacles. Although researchers agree that the raw material used in the limestone came from broken down seashells blown inland, the precise formation of the Pinnacles remains controversial.
As dusk settled, Tristan and I located our campsite for the night. We walked along a small boat dock jetting out into the Indian Ocean and as the pink sun finally slid from view, we fired up the camp grill and retrieved our folding lawn chairs. With an impressive display of stars in the sky, we sat on the beach and enjoyed a tasty pasta dinner.
