Stepping off the plane at the small airport of Learmonth we were greeted by a warm breeze, which was accompanied by the most amazing smell of dry, hot wood. We had landed in Exmouth, a place that enjoys around 320 days of sunshine a year. This day was no different; it was only 7.30am yet the temperature was making its way up to the high thirties. It was going to be a holiday of sun, sea, sand, snorkeling and muchos suncream.
The Margaret River region is a 3 hour drive south of Perth though possibly a bit longer if you have to factor in stops for baby. Many Western Australians venture here for their holidays, especially during the summer months because it tends to be a tad cooler than up north.
It was easy to see why the region is so popular being full of family friendly beaches, waves to surf, limestone caves to explore and a fantastic gourmet scene to gorge on (think wine, cheese, ice cream and chocolate galore!). Whatsmore, this is all available in a relatively compact area; the drive from Busselton -in the north of the region – to Augusta – in the south- took us just over an hour. This meant we were able to fit in lots of activities, as we could plan any driving around babies naps and therefore avoid meltdowns.
The night before we left for Margaret River there were some strange goings on outside our apartment. We heard whisperings and what sounded like the clanging of metal and the scraping of dirt. When Oshi started stirring, I became ruffled – how dare these people wake up my sleeping baby just before our holiday?!
We woke up at 5.30 am on the first day of our camping holiday in Margaret River. Black out blinds in the tent were not an option so we couldn’t trick Oshi into sleeping longer. He started grumbling and wiggling at first light, patting the sides of his pop up cot to be let out. After a little snooze session, Dan reached in and hauled him out for a cuddle but it wasn’t long before Osh began whimpering for food. I hastily threw on some clothes, as Dan tried to entertain bub but his hunger cries grew louder and louder. Continue reading