our island

Every family has somewhere special, this is ours...

The island is just a few minutes from Mandurah by boat, I dont know its real name I'm afraid. There's not really a lot to do on the island, you moor up and jump off in to the warm water and carry your towels ashore, if no one else is around the radio gets turned up so you can dance on the beach and if you're feeling adventurous you can go for a walk around the island. When it's time to cool of you grab your lilo and go for a little float, but make sure you've got a line to the boat, the rips are super strong (and if you're anything like me, you'll panick thinking a cutesy dolphin is a shark, and want to get back on board pronto). And when tummy's start to rumble the BBQ's fired up and burgers sizzle, whilst fresh beers and opened from the ice cold esky. The boys are free to run along the beach chasing a football whilst us girls top up our tans and gossip.

I'm pretty happy knowing this is how I'm going to spend my days off when we get here.

Jealous? I hope so.

xo

gone campin'

A few days ago we decided that we needed a little adventure, so we threw our bags in the car and headed North....

After more hours in the car than I care to remember we found ourselves headed down the dirt track leading to our new home, Sandy Cape campsite. We pitched our little tent in record time, and hit the beach, a whole 2 metres away. 

Now I'm not really one for camping but with views like these to wake up to, you can't really say no. 

(embracing my inner londoner )

 mornings spent doing sun salutations on the sand and watching the fisherman catch the dish of the day, days spent reading our favorite books, sunbathing and running to the sea to cool off and evenings watching sunsets and dreaming up our lives in this wonderful country.

paradise, found.

xo