The Final Leg.

After sadly waving goodbye to South WA which is quietly spectacular, we headed to Norseman and the start of the Eyre Hwy - AKA the Nullarbor.

It was a long way to go....

First nights stop was at this very pretty place.

Lachlan instructed me on the precise art of marshmallow toasting - I'm now a convert.

Despite the warning signs the wildlife escaped the dangers of the Rav, and the Rav escaped further violation.

It was a really long road. Everyone deserves a little shut eye. Even if it means wearing their girlfriends eye mask.

Bye Bye WA - Hello friendly South Australians.

The great Australian Bight made for some spectacular scenery.

And large numbers of Southern Right Whales flapping about with their baby calves.

A little town in SA worthy of a lunch stop.....

The right direction for the Rav to have his own ears.

Despite our Roo fear we risked a spot of sunset driving. Surely they are all up at the flooded Lake Eyre.

After retreating into a cabin from the gale force gusts on our final night, we awoke to a flat tyre....

Lucky the instructions advised Lachy not to get "bodily" under the elevated car....

Whoops - turns out we had let the tyre be pretty much shredded... The little wires were poking through.... A very relevant reason not to overload your soft wheel drive.

Ah, back to Victoria and rain. But how pretty are rainbows?

A brief stop in at Murrayville and my old childhood home.

After travelling through the NT, WA, SA and Vic, why not pop into NSW for a beer when nearly home?

Sadly we say farewell to the Rav, and more importantly our wonderful friends and family in Aus. Next stop is France. Please come and visit!

Southern Western Australia, East of Esperance

Firstly, wow. Esperance is a little village that opens the door to a beautiful wonderland. Just 80Km east of Esperance is Cape le Grande.

Home in Cape le Grande is Lucky Bay. I was lucky to be warm here.

This is a fine example of New-Newtonian fluid. The water table is clearly a little too close to the surface at this point. I stood here while Peta took photos, below, as you can see, it just sinks.

If you think it looks beautiful in the photo, try being there. The waves were the clearest blue I've seen in a wave.

The camp ground was just a little to the right of this photo. Lucky Bay is somewhere I'd visit again soon.

This is called the whistling rock. It didn't really "whistle" when we were there, but you could hear the sound of the waves rebounding off the rock. Standing in between the two felt like watching the waves in stereo.

Here I am about to conquer this summit at Frenchman's Peak.

It was quite a steep incline....

Each point we reached was pretty spectacular. This cave was nearly at the top.

Clearly a few other people had been here before us.....

I can fly!

Pretty awesome views over the islands. This place is amazing - you should go.

Southern Western Australia, West of Esperance

Western Australia has clever little signs to remind us to look after our environment. Even though I had a creepy dream the other day where I picked up a couple of bird eggs from a nest which then hatched and then just as quickly turned into two succulent chicken breasts, this sign is still very cute.

Tweet Tweet!

This is elephant rocks, wet, in BIG waves, and at full tide.

Beard in full swing.

Waychinnicup National Park. If you can find a place any more perfectly peaceful, please tell me. We had it ALL to ourselves. I could definitely live here, like the bloke that opted out of society and built a shack on the hills surrounding the inlet.

Me, again, cooking. I get all the chores. Peta just waltzes around taking photos... la ti da.

Peta taking nice photos while Lachlan still above slaving over the hot plate, making her lunch.

Peta finding wildlife very interesting while Lachlan, STILL above, making her lunch.

Really Big Trees

The area around Pemberton is full of forests with the most enormous trees. It was still raining but we figured we had to stop tasting wine eventually so we donned the goretex and headed out to the forests.

Nervous Peta crossing the suspension bridge while Lachy tries to rock it as hard as he can....

Karri Tree Forest. Very beautiful trees but apparently prone to dropping huge branches unexpectedly....

This is me starting to climb the Gloucester Tree. It is 60m tall and you can climb it using those metal pegs. I had been here before in 2004 and chickened out midway so was hoping to brave it to the top today - hence I kitted myself out with some sensible footwear - got to embrace the runners and jeans look.

I was pretty much petrified.....

And very close to crying at the half way platform much to Lachlan's bemusement.

But Coach McKenna got me to the top.

As soon as we got to the bottom Lachlan was off to the next really big tree.... This one was 68m and called the Dave Evans Bicentennial Tree.

I used the very clear signage warning not to climb in wet or windy conditions as my excuse to take photographs from the bottom. Lachlan had no such concerns.

He loved it.

That night we stayed at Shannon National Park where they had a woodfired hot water shower block. Lachy managed to get the fire going with the damp wood and we waited for the thermometer to creep up....

The red needle took a really long time to move but eventually about three hours later it was ready to have a shower - bliss!

The park also had two little cabins available for campers.

We got to have a fire and log bunks and be inside... Even more bliss!

Our little pot belly.

More big trees, this time called Tingle Trees.

And another really high walkway. Although this one didn't wobble quite so much.