Tourism Campaign

Jagshamesh!
Well, honestly I try to promote our state but it's so fricken big and pointless. I love going for road trips up north. I'm a big fan of car drives but not many other people are. So I'll give you the blog tour from down here to up there without you actually having to get in a car and drive for the next four years for a holiday. Or catch a plane, because planes are bastards. Can't trust them.
So, this is like a cultural experience, but of your own culture. You don't even know half the stuff that's out there...


So we start at Perth. Yeah yeah, nice nice. Perth is isolated as.... I don't know what. More isolated than anything. You can't escape. It's nice though, for a giant relocation village.

I figured I might add this in anyway. A detour of sorts. This is a small criminal island off the coast of WA - something called Rottnest. Rat's nest. Charming.
It's a nice island, much things to look at. Snakes, rocks, broken arms, you name it they've got it.
Note: However appealing it sounds, do not ever ride around the whole island on your push bike. Sure, the view is great. But seriously, it's been two years since I did this and my arse still hasn't recovered.
So look, and like. Don't ever.
Just stay close to the bay.



I didn't fall off, it was a drink break. On the floor. Because people at Rottnest don't sit down on chairs. And I've got a purple helmet, so take that bitchezzzz. :D

Warning: watch out for these little buggers, they'll go straight for your jugular. distant relative of the drop bear - the infamus quokka monster. cute but they're deadly. beneath that furry disguise lies a vicious beastie with great big teeth. rawr.

I take you to the next location - Horrocks Beach!!
Needs an exclamation mark because in theory it's exciting.

The holiday destination of my youth, forever etched into my soul. I've been living there two weeks every summer for my entire life and I swear to God there's only about three permanent residents.
That said, they're charming people. It's a really sweet little town. As long as you don't mind the lack of internets and phone range for those city-slickers like me with bad coverage.
Horrocks is about six hours drive north (or four, if your driver is a hoon). It's further than Geraldton but only by about an hour. Pass through Northampton on the way there, too - I loves Northampton. Nana lives there. Say hi to her for me when you go past. It's a beautiful town.

and there's always a chance something like this could happen during the compulsory family fun. Oh lord, it was so painful. But I smile for the camera.
btw, that was a few years ago. No more braces, baby.


and this is somewhere between Horrock's and Port Gregory. A convict prison, methinks. Delightful.


Just your everyday pink lake. at port gregory.



and some island rock thingy between Port Gregory and Kalbarri...

That's all of my photography. Now time for some other photos from other people to show you the rest of the wonderful coast...

CARNARVON!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!1!!!!1!

well Carnarvon in a nutshell is made up of five things: bananas, mangoes, dirt, flies and a satellite dish.


so this is some chick with the satellite dish. Thx, google images. Anyway. History lesson, this is the first satellite dish evar made for communication in outer space. Not with aliens, with spacecraft and the like. Apollo and stuff. Though if aliens were to contact us, it'd probably be here. Not that anyone would believe it, everyone from Carnarvon is crazy.

they do have some mighty fine bananas, though, and the mangoes cannot be scoffed at.
The best things are made in carnarvon - myself included. :D carnarvon is my hometown but I haven't ever lived there and I've only been back once. But it still means a lot to me... with all it's flies and fruit and satellites...

Oh whoops I missed Geraldton. Just let me put some charming photos of the lovely town in here...
a memorial for the HMAS jfslkdfsjfk at Geraldton. Sorry, I forget what it's called.
that's about it, there's some other interesting things (like Mitchell and Brown electrical store, and Stuart's Mensland... oh and the King Kong discount shop.) there's some sideways trees and yachts and windsurfing things but you know how it is...

and yeah. that's as far as I'll go, because after Carnarvon is a lot of other stuff I cant be bothered telling you about.... find a real tour guide. or go on a real tour of a real place. I know I can't convince anyone to go see all that dust and stuff.
But I can try.
Henceforth... something. :D