Went for a long weekend trip to Lancelin and arrived back in one piece today. I had never really been fourby-ing before and there's no better place to do it than a lazy drive an hour out of Perth to the ever-windy Lancelin.
On Saturday, my mate Julz and I went off-road through the main dunes heading up to Wedge Island. Making many wrong turns and trying to get up hills that weren't meant to be conquered, we ended up where we wanted to be: The Pinnacles. We then headed to Cervantes for the best and freshest lobster ever - the Cervantes Tavern. 1.5 hours later, we were back in Lancelin doing shooters of Sambuca.
Sunday, we were back at it again, with our dodgy photocopied mud map. This time, south towards Ledge Point. After taking more wrong turns we found the right track and were then bound for the beach. And sand. Really soft sand. So soft, that indeed, we got bogged. Right up to the door handles. Well, not that deep, but deep enough to have to call 4x4 recovery. Damn. Big thanks to the kids from Ledge that were making sand barricades to stop water from sweeping the car into the ocean! You're champions!
After trekking back to the sealed roads, it was time again to make it to Ledge, without dying! I took to the wheel (I thought you said "without dying") to the sounds of Papa Roach cranking in the CD player. Watch me go! I was nailing it for the 20 or so kilometres that we drove. After going to the general store for some freshly microwaved chicken burgers and some booze, it was time to go back to Lancelin for a nap and to watch the V8's. And drink some more.
Monday morning meant it was time to go home, via Guilderton (Moore River inlet). The weather held out for the times we were outside of the car, then it belted down as soon as we got it. I BOW DOWN TO THEE: WEATHER GODS! Rally-ing on through the roadworks with a pizza from the Lancelin Bakery, we continued South till we got home.Can't wait for the next one.
