In January, Duncan and I made plans to have a weekend in Bremer at the end of September with the same friends I went with last time (plus a heap of their friends we didn't know). I was looking forward to sharing the weekend with the man this time (we both love four-wheel driving - even the baby loved it hehe!).
Usually we would see it as an excuse to get out the tent, but this time I really needed a decent bed, so we booked a chalet for three nights.
|The road was like a river. Such fun!|
|Mud, glorious mud!|
|A quick break before figuring out which track to go down next.|
|Such a beautiful beach.|
|What a handsome fellow.|
|Lunch break. I look like a frump wearing Duncan's jumper, but, hey, I'd discovered|
the ones I'd packed didn't fit anymore.
|It was wildflower season.|
|Rhianon and I.|
|Duncan borrowed the four-wheeler.|
|And he was off...|
|Some of the blokes and their bikes. It was a morning full of noise|
and petrol fumes.
|View of the Stirling Ranges on the way home.|