We didn’t have very far to go today so had a bit of a sleep in before we left at 9.30am. Our plan was to stop at the bakery and buy some g/f muffins for morning tea that Marg had seen the day before. We were very upset to find that the Bakery is closed on a Wednesday. \240What bakery closes mid week. So there went morning tea. . Took some photos of the cyclone damage as we left Kalbarri. It’s hard to capture the full extent of the damage
Hopefully this little town will get up and going again. It’s a great place to stay in, especially if the weather is good.
On the way into Port Gregory is the Pink Lake. The pink hue is due to the presence of a carotenoid producing algae, a source of beta carotene. This is harvested by a company called BASF and the end product can be found in food, drinks, health supplements and even baby formula. Also used as a source of Vitamin A and a natural food colouring agent.
It’s strange to see the pink water and then in the part they are harvesting the water is blue.
Reminded us a lot of the Pink Lake at Dimboola.
Booked into the caravan park, the reception was unattended with a note saying to find a spare site, which we did. We did go back later and let him know we were here. Small park, but nice - sites good size and there is actually green grass.
After lunch we went to have another look at the Pink Lake to see if the colours were any better with the sun overhead. It was a bit pinker.
From there we drove out to the Lyndon Historical Site. It was established in 1853 as a convict depot providing labour for mining and agriculture in the area. Most of the area is in ruins but extensive restoration has been undertaken by volunteers so now the Magistrates Quarters, The Hiring Depot and part of the Jail are intact.
The magistrates quarters, very small as you can see from Brian standing in the door. They certainly lived very simply back in those olden days.
The convicts slept in here on hammocks strung from the wall. Unique way to save space in a small area.
The Jail - part is still a ruin but they have started restoring the back section. The cells looked very small from what we could see from what was left of them.
Drove up towards the the Lynton Station where you can camp ( we didn’t know about that) and also the site of Captain Sanfords homestead. He was the boss man of the \240Convict Hiring Station.He was a very astute fellow as he built his house up a rise overlooking both the ocean and the pink lake. \240It is double storied, with the family living upstairs and the staff on the lower floor. Some restoration has again been done on this property, especially a new roof. Don’t know whether this was done pre or post cyclone. It looked pretty new.
Very impressive as you walk up to the homestead.
View of the ocean from the front verandah
And a view of the pink lake from the side verandah.
Some of the upstair rooms.
This was the kitchen in the lower level. Looks like a ‘dumb waiter’ on the left of the stove - proabaly to send meals up and down . Access to the top floor was only through stairs that were on the outside of the building.
The poles of the verandah were thought to have come from the masts of ships, whether they were from \240shipwrecked vessels ( lots of ships were wrecked on rocks in this area) or from old poles that had to be replaced, wasn’t \240stated.
Also had a look at the old stables which has been turned into a museum. Amazing how much stuff in there can be found at the O’Donnell residence!!!!
Good idea for a couple of wagon wheels. Just what I need, \240another table for the garden.
Strolled around the camping ground, very basic but it would be ok for an overnight stay.
Not the only toilet, thank goodness.
I like this sign - perhaps we should all heed the message.
Back to town to look at the port. Not much there, this place is quite small.
Part of the jetty.
We stopped at the General Store for a look. Again very small but had necessary supplies if you were stuck. They had a book exchange there and I found a book that I’ve been looking for. The lady promptly told me that I couldn’t have it unless I had one to exchange it for. So I had to come back to the van, find a book and take it back to her before she’d let me have the one I wanted. She was a bit of a tarter, as I was walking out the door I asked how much her lemons were. She told me I could take 2 and only 2 for free. I thanked her very much as lemons are expensive in the supermarket.
On the way back to the park we did a bit of an off road tour. Didn’t go very far as the road turned very sandy and we hadn’t let our tyres down.
Back at the vans to have a quiet afternoon.