Dan and me had a lovely squishy bed to fall asleep in, whilst his brother and sister decided to be true campers and sleep on roll mats with sleeping bags, err no thanks.
The next morning we were woken by the sound of laughing kookaburras and bright sunshine glaring through the edges of the tent. We got up and drove in to the nearest town to grab breakfast in the local bakery, complete with an extra large dare to give us some energy. It was then back in the car and over to Greens Pool, possible the most beautiful beach I've ever set foot on in my life, and elephant rocks...
We spent the day running along the beach and paddling, and I spent most of my day begin screamed at as I'd failed to see the blue jellyfish I was about the step on. I cant begin to explain how pristine and beautiful the beach was, the sand genuinely squeaked under foot and was almost painfully white and sparkly without sunglasses on. Elephant rocks were just that, a heap of rocks which look a little bit like a heard of elephants!
It was then back to our new cosy little home for dinner and another evening of monopoloy and cheap wine, I seem to have become quite accustomed to the taste of white wine. The box above was 4L and cost around £7 and believe it or not actually tastes lovely, especially mixed with some lemonade (or to any aussies or backpackers, magic goon!).
The next day we headed to Gloucester national park, apart from another lovely forest walk we also headed to the parks main attraction, the Gloucester tree. The Gloucester tree is a 72m tall karri tree which was originally a fire post, visitors are welcome, with out a harness to climb all 150 odd pegs to the top. Apparently only 20% of visitors climb to the top and Dan was one, however the idiot forgot to take a camera and I sure as hell wasn't going to follow him up in a short dress and flip flops! He assured me the view from the top was absolutely spectacular, I just dont know if I fancy risking my life to confirm it. xo