I thought we'd never leave
08.03.2013 - 10.03.2013 27 °C
We tried to leave Margaret River early but we had a slight problem with one of the lights on the trailer. Mum and Dad always check the break lights and the indicator on the trailer every time they leave. Mum always stands at the back of the trailer while Dad sits in the car and yells out at Mum ‘Is the indicator working?,’ 'Are the break lights working?'. Well normally she says yes but this time she had a very confused look on her face and so Dad huffed and puffed and slammed the car door and went to the back of the tralier to see that the indicator on the right side wasn’t working. Luckily just down the road there was an auto shop. Dad put on his manly stance and went about unscrewing the LED light and replacing it with a new one but the indicator still wasn't working. Now Dad had a confused look on his face. He checked and rechecked and then went to the front of the trailer and blew into the connector to get rid of all the dust and then it worked! So now Dad huffed and puffed even more because he didn’t think there was anything wrong with the one he just chucked out and he just spent $60 on the new one so he trudged up to the bin and retrieved the old one. And Mum shouldn't complain that he just wasted $60 because at least he knows how to fix things.
The Margaret River campsite was a great location Our site wasn’t very good but the showers were fine and the staff were really friendly. It was a little noisy but we expected that at a town caravan park. There were a lot of French and Italian backpackers working in the vineyards but overall it was fine. I’m giving it 3 1/2 paws out of 5 paws.
We made our way to a place called Binningup. It was probably the most difficult campsite to find. It was only a small town so I don't know how Mum and Dad could possibly miss it. Well miss it they did, so they decided to go to the next town but that campsite only had a site for one night, so Mum said we should go back to Binningup and just look more carefully this time (shouldn’t they have looked carefully in the first place?). So back we went. As they came into the town they came to a roundabout and saw a sign for a caravan park. Dad wondered how Mum missed the sign. (Since Dad was driving it's really Mum's responsibility to be looking out for the caravan parks) The sign pointed right but there was no street on the right so they kept driving for a few hundred metres and found a right turn and took a guess and turned into it. They followed it around and finally found the campsite.
And the best bit was there was a dog beach about a 5 minute walk from the campsite. Me and Dad had fun running up and down the dunes. Mum was not fit enough to run up them. She wasn’t even fit enough to walk up them.
in the morning we went into a place called Harvey. Mum went to a market and bought a book while me and Dad played ball on the oval. In the evening Mum went down to the beach to watch the sunset.
The caravan park at Binningup was very basic. The site was good and it was quiet apart from some yapping dog (Not me! I don't even bark) . Mum said the showers were quite old. I'm giving it 2 1/2 paws out of 5 paws.
On our way to our next destination we stopped at Pinjarra and had a walk around. It was a very pretty town and we had a look at the very small market. Dad was happy because he got to have a sausage and bread for breakfast.
We then drove to the caravan park at Serpentine and as we were only staying one night Mum and Dad unpacked only a few things and we went off for a drive. We couldn’t go into Serpentine Falls or the Dam because they were in the National Park. We did however find a pub which suited Dad much better.