Waking up at 5.30am in Perth is easy when you’re on Melbourne time. It’s also a bonus not having to pour water over the windshield to get rid of the frost, as we’ve been doing at home lately. Instead, we were climbing up into the cabin of our motorhome and taking off on our long-awaited road trip across WA and NT.
We had picked up our yet-unnamed Cheapa 6-berth the previous afternoon and filled up the fridge and cupboards with groceries. Our bags were tucked away up the back and as the sun rose across Perth’s north-eastern wine country and the morning fog cleared, we were already finding a few great letterboxes.
The first challenge of the trip came in finding Simon a decent coffee. A couple of double-shot long blacks are usually required to start the day, and at 7am on a Sunday it was proving a difficult task. We carried on up the Brand Highway and around 80km north of Perth came across a little town called Gingin. After a caffeine hit, we were ready for the next 600km of the day.
That vague, pre-coffee look.
Things started to thin out after a while, and it wasn’t until the turnoff to the Pinnacles that we came across the Find-o-the-Day, a giant steel woman complete with beach ball. We carried on and found our way to the moonscape that is The Pinnacles.
After a couple more letterboxes, some hot chips and a few hundred k’s, we arrived at Kalbarri. Simon was quick to grab his fishing rod and I kicked back on the beach with a book, the principles of which felt honoured by the kind of day we’d just enjoyed. Day 1 had been a great start, and we were keen to see what else what in store further north…