Places we visit often turn out to be much more or less than we expected. Places that other people have raved about turn out to be hardly worth blinking at, while other places that we've never heard of and stop at just for convenience turn out to be beautiful. Cervantes, a cray fishing town that we just stopped at because it was around about half way from Geraldton to Perth and because it was convenient for visiting the pinnacles, turned out to be a great little stop. Our grassy (!), shaded (!!) campsite had ocean views and easy access to a nice little bike path along the waterfront. The landscape along this coast is different to anywhere else we've been. Shrub-covered sand dunes extend for miles inland, with an occasional massive white dune standing up alone with it's beautiful wind-sculpted curves and ridges. The sea at Cervantes was calm and the beach strewn with seaweed, but it has it's own quiet beauty that we enjoyed over the two nights we spent there.
Our second day at Cervantes we drove out to the pinnacles just before sunset. It was great walking through these strange stone spires and we wished we'd arrived earlier with more time to spend exploring. The rocks made me think of a weathered cemetry from some forgotten civilisation - the perfect setting for our first novelty photos with little bird.
Photos (clockwise from top left):
~ pinnacles silhouette
~ little bird pondering sunset at the pinnacles
~ offering our daughter to be consumed by the rock god
~ the pinnacles
~ cervantes beach
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