You know, it’s been a long week. Let’s go on a road trip, eh? I know this place, it’s perfect. Just what we need to get away from the stresses and strains of modern day life, forget all about the stuff that’s getting us down.
It’s a small town, a leisurely and really quite scenic 2 hour drive north of Perth. We’ll hire a camper van, a bostin’ transit all kitted out inside, and travel in style. We’ll wave goodbye to the CBD and all its workers, safe in the knowledge we’re out of here.
It’s an easy drive, really. Just one long road. Once you’re out of the city, there isn’t even really anyone about, either. We can stop along the way and admire the views, and talk about how cool the red earth is. And can you see the moon up there?!
I mean, of course the sky is crazy blue, too. But we’ll talk about how that’s the new normal now; how we expect azure to light our faces and brighten our eyes every single day. We’ll talk about plenty of other stuff, too. 2 hours is a good length of time to really go into all sorts of detail on what’s bothering us, hopes and dreams for the future, plans, life.
Then before we know it, we’ll be pulling into the campsite in our destination for today, Jurien Bay. Maybe it’ll be the first stop on a long trip up the coast; maybe this is us for the night before we turn around back to the city tomorrow. It doesn’t really matter. The job for right now is jumping out of the camper van and heading (as fast as our road weary legs will let us) straight towards the beach.
The sight that greets us will be like salve to the soul. Turquoise water, clear as glass, is washing against powdery soft sand. Blue, on blue, on blue. All the clichés will seem perfectly valid at this moment, and we’ll probably take a moment to drink in the view. And the sea air. It’s curative for most of life’s ills, I think.
Then we’ll gleefully cast off our flip flops and go straight in for a paddle. Perhaps we will swim – perhaps we will be too hungry. But a paddle is on the cards, at a bare minimum.
The water may be a little cooler than we were expecting, so we will most likely tear ourselves away from the beach temporarily and go in search of dinner. Luckily, we’ll find a Woolies nearby which is maybe not that authentic, but works pretty well for those on a budget. 2 kanga steaks later and we’ll head to the camp BBQ and, as BBQ novices, try not to make too much of a mess of things. We’ll enjoy our steaks in the warm evening air, and talk about how food always tastes better outdoors.
Before long it’ll be time for sundown, which we’ll watch from the jetty that juts out into the clear waters of the Pacific. We’ll stroll along the seafront with our faces bathed in gold, all sunkissed skin and hair blowing in our faces.
At the head of the jetty, we’ll watch in silence as the sun sinks slowly beneath the vastness of turquoise. The sky is fire, and then embers. If we’re lucky, we’ll see a sealion distracting the fishermen on the end of the jetty, receiving light-hearted curses for his efforts.
After sundown, peace descends. It’s still here, and nothing happens fast. We’ll spend the evening in relaxation mode; maybe reading on the bed in the back of the transit, with the back doors open to the evening air. Or we could take a turn around the campsite, see if anyone else is still up. Most likely we’ll end up planning tomorrow’s drive, and the things we’ll see along the way. I hear there’s a beach made of shells, you’ll say. Whale sharks! I’ll say.
Do you ever have moments when a particular time and place pops into your head, and it’s as clear as if you were back there again? That’s what I had today, about a day way back in July 2009 when a newly-engaged S and I took a road trip up the west coast of WA, Australia. It was a time I felt pure happiness, and I wanted to take you all along there with me today. I hope you enjoyed our trip!