Rottnest Island

Early October we took a few days off and went to relax at Rottnest (Unfortunately so did half of Perth, together with their bikes & food etc.) However despite a late departure we had a lovely trip across to the Island and as soon as we landed we raced over to the bike hire and got a couple of bikes (and the ugly helmets) Daughter Carrie and Grandaughter Isabel had brought theirs on the boat and they had pink helmets. They say you never forget, and it is true. After a shaky start we cycled like professionals, next year Terry will be in Lycra!!!! We stayed at Kingston Barracks, which is now the YHA hostel, only 10 minutes ride to the centre. Isabel loved the free ranging quokkas, some with babies in their pouches. She and her best friend were also able to cycle freely around the parade ground with no fear of traffic. We cycled and climbed down to the Basin, Geordie Bay, picnicked on the beach next to the blue sea and under the blue sky, and had a wonderfull relaxing time. We enjoyed ourselves so much in this little paradise that we booked ourselves up for the same time, same place next year.