Today is another “travel” day from Pemberton to Walpole
not a huge distance about 130kms all up. We had been discussing with Laura the
merits of a trip to the berry farm and well last minute decision we decided to
pack and have breakfast at Lavender and berry farm. So we hooked up and headed
off.
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| Breakfast |
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| Plants around the Berry and lavender farm |
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| Plants around the Berry and lavender farm |
What can I say other than it was a fantastic little interlude to the start
of the days trip. Apart from the scrumptious mixed berry pancakes with berry
sauce and ice cream the surrounds, gardens and the beautiful day made it just a
great start. We opted for the small size, thank god, the large one would have
fed a small nation. As we partook of our fare we were visited by fairy wrens
with a large variety of colour and a friendly bandicoot which popped in and out
as we ate. It was a fitting end to Pemberton as we quite liked the place. After
that it was pretty much a straight drive to Walpole. We had been given the
heads up on a nice park to stay at, right on the river feeding into Nornalup
inlet.. At the moment its ok a bit run down but the site fees reflect that but
wouldn’t like to be here during the high season. You would never get near the
one toilet/shower block. In that vein I’m not sure what it is with our body
clocks that says when you age starts to get into the 50's your bladder
will shrink and it will be necessary to go to the dunny at least once or twice
during the night. I mean there can be no other reason for it – I don’t drink
any more than I used to, in fact I probably drink less. And then you get up in
the morning enjoy your morning coffee and start heading off, you guessed it
that’s the trigger your brain says “toilet time” 45 minutes later were on the
road and I have to go again. I guess I have raised this cause we are in caravan
parks and the need to go in the wee small hours (no pun intended) requires a
sprint of some distance. I wonder what 60 will bring?
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