You really smell like the four days it's been since your skin last touched fresh water.  Maybe a change of clothes along the way might have helped that.

Heavy leather, thick denim and stiff kevlar roll uncomfortably over the salt and sand against your skin.  The full strength of the Australian sun beats down on the uniform you wear, in compulsory black and this may have something to do with the fact your sweating more than a little

At least your pungent socks are being aerated by the cool 100km per hour wind that passes through the holes in the front of your old worn boots.





The sun hits the canopy at about 70m from the ground. Dappled light passes through the green ceiling and stains the panoramic barcode of white tingle tree trunks. A pattern stretches ahead of you, from green on the left, through red, black, white, black, red and green again on the right. the colours keep their order but bend and morph left and right, up and down as the road tucks away beneath your knees at a surprising rate.

Over a crest, long left hander: slide across the bike, tuck the seat into the hollow of the back of your right knee, eyes up, roll on the throttle. small counter steer and lean it over.  There it is; That amazing feeling: turning, balancing, accelerating, but really all in a moment of constance. The only comparable is sitting deep into the tube of a wave on a body board, hard on the rail. The flickering shadows hold you, embrace you. Theres a comfort to this forest.

As strange as it is, this road, this man made scar through this beautiful forest seems so part of it. so smooth, so fast. So do you, this all works so well, your part of this magical equation to.

that was it. that was why i went. An 1000km+ loop, just for those rolling roads under those spectacular giants and the ephemeral feeling of bliss that came with it.

worth it?

absolutely

what else do you need?

Well that was the moment i was searching. here's a few more i found on the way. enjoy. and i promise, no more words

(to see the images larger, just click on them)

First date with myself, picnic on the water of Bunbury

I'll never understand Harleys, I'l never understand trikes either. who the hell wants a Harley trike?

Turns out the people at Busselton jetty were more interesting than the jetty itself

I spent a lot of time on the Mediterranean in the last two years. it just didn't feel right. the sea should be alive and move. here the waves break on the rocks, rolling in on the Indian ocean

getting a feel for the rock before trying a bouldering problem

what a spectacular stage, nice grippy rock too!

love this environment to climb in

once again, an wild ocean that moves as it should

taking in sunset

old storms had littered the area with ocean sponges.

I had untended to hang around long enough to get some crabs to in the open, turns out they have more patience than i do

Barnacles

chimney problem

took me a while to get the camera out to shoot this pretty guy, he didn't hang around to have his portrait taken. pity, he was a nice big one.

stairway to heaven - giants cave

giants cave

the ballroom, giants cave

giants cave

giants cave

stalactites, giants cave

descending back into the belly of the beast

back in the sunshine

beautiful blowholes near cosy corner

keep your star rated hotels, mines got a better view and a bigger pool

boulder area #2. cosy corner. good for those of us with no mat. nice sand landing!

afternoon sunlight feeling the horizon with gentle gold fingers

hiked some pretty beautiful places in pretty unsuited gear. leather hiking jacket?

climber the bicentennial tree. everyone hits the glouster tree. too busy, too small

weird being 75 m in the air, on a tree. as a civil engineer, that impresses me

tree top walk near walpole. just a lovely place to be

check out that gut!

these giant trees (tingle i think?) are like caves inside!

i felt very small

Sammy throwing in some moves over the ocean

thats a pretty fetching snuggie your wearing there Sam

all the hang glider pilots were commenting on the special unusual clouds. i just thought they were pretty

a slackline in a park attracts people like a moth to a flame

levitating

getting more comfortable on it all the time

Sammy and i made you a flower