Western Australia – Day 4 – D’Entrecasteaux National Park

Right near to Warren NP is the D’Entrecasteaux National Park, a stretch that covers the 130km along the coast between Augusta and Walpole. This NP is quite varied in the type of sights it offers, and Colin’s 4WD took us through just a small selection of it given the limited amount of time we had. It was a real pity that unlike the last three days, the sun decided to take a rest this Saturday, making the overall weather quite overcast and gloomy – and it shows in the photos we took. None of them have the same stunning color and warm I got from pictures in Busselton or Valley of the Giants.

We were the only visitors in viewing distance for many of the sights on this half-day tour – which I reckon is a combination of several factors: that there just aren’t that many visitors to Pemberton to begin with, and this really was an off-road trip to begin with!

The Broke Inlet is a self-contained body of water, and as there was no breeze this morning, the water was still enough to create a perfect reflection of the opposing shoreline. The waters were inviting enough for both kids to want to jump in, and Peter almost did! From what I read though, this estuary is shallow.
Needless to say, Ling and Colin hit off easily discussing the nuances of flora that are completely lost on me. But I did catch the three kinds of trees: Karri, Marri, and Jarrah!
Next stop in D’entrecasteaux National Park was the Yeagarup Dunes, a massive land-locked mobile dune system that is also apparently slowly moving inland. The Dunes stretches 7 by 3 km, and at the top-point where we drove to, we had a commanding view all around the region.
The sand here are of uniform color though not of the very fine grain type – which makes snowboarding difficult if not outright impossible, unlike the Lancelin sand dunes north of Perth. Just before starting on this track across the sand dunes, Colin stopped the vehicle to reduce tyre pressure. I was wondering about that, and only read later in the brochure that this was necessary because of the soft sand, and the very steep climbs involved getting up to the top of the dunes.
Just beyond where Colin is standing is a steep drop-off. If you’re not careful, you could lose your balance and roll down the sand dunes for perhaps 90-100m? I have height phobia – and was too chicken to even approach it LOL.
Well, the other three here weren’t too brave enough either to venture further, so it was a traipse back.
Sand and kids are like prata and curry: inseparable!
Truth to tell, we were tempted to leave the two of them here and continue on the rest of the sightseeing ourselves!

Continued in the next post!