We spent the first weekend in March up in Jurien Bay, a coastal town, which is a two-and-a-half hour drive north of Perth. Our neighbour from two doors down, Verne, has a beach house up there. He was kind enough to offer it to us for a weekend.
There's not a whole lot to do in Jurien except fish, skydive or go boating. We didn't have a boat and skydiving was pretty much out for everyone except Mick, who is afraid of heights. Mick did bring fishing gear but didn't end up going.
Here's a little sample of what we did get up to.
One afternoon we drove down onto the beach and, after some exploring, had a little afternoon tea on the back of the truck.
cheeeeesee!
We visited the Lobster Shack for a 'close-up encounter with the Western Rock Lobster'. This is a photo taken during the tour we did of the processing facility. The lobsters are harvested from the wild and then processed for live shipment in this facility, which is run by a local family.
We took the obligatory photos with the tourist cutout board!
Of course, Augie had to have a player to listen to the tour information...although he got much more enjoyment out of pushing all the buttons than listening to lobster-processing information.
We did obstacle courses in the front yard of Verne's Beach House.
Lots of obstacle courses!
Near the jetty there is a fantastic playground. Augie spent a lot of time being a spider in this web.
He also spent time running up the jetty...
and down the jetty....
and jumping off of it into the sand.
Happy face.
This looks like a happy face but it's usually the face that means some silly behaviour is getting ready to go down.
Sunset
We worked on the fine art of tree climbing.
We kept working on our tree climbing skills.
And we kept working on it and improved our skills greatly!
exploring the beach
Dad's shoulders...the way to travel!
rock climbing
dune running
downhill dune runs with our dump truck
as it turns out, this was a fantastic way to burn off some of Augie's copious amounts of energy!
Mick became the master of dump-truck tracks in the sand.
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