There were moments during our weekend in the Margaret River when our jaws would literally drop at the beauty of the scenery.
Put it on your bucket list. In pen.
The Thirsty Travellers only had three days to make the trip from Perth, which involved a seven-hour return car trip, but it was worth it.
The weekend felt like the so much longer than two short days and we loved every moment. Even the driving didn’t seem too arduous, as we took turns playing favourite songs on the stereo.
We flew into Perth on Friday night and stayed in Freemantle. Breakfast the next morning was at the Cafe Isthmus, which had a great view of Rottnest Island and its annual Channel Swim, flanked by hundreds of boats. We scoffed yummy Huevos Rancheros and a serve of warm, freshly baked madelines with lemon curd.
Then we hit the road for Margaret River, meandering down the coast, with a stop at Busselton for a takeaway hamburger and a marvel at the fabulous pier that goes forever out to sea. It’s the longest wooden pier in the world, stretching 2km into the ocean.
Then it was onwards to Margaret River for a little wine tasting. Our stand-out favourite cellar door was Sandalford, where a lovely staffer called Miffi talked us through the list. DJ fell in love with the Wine of the Month, which was on sale with a $10 discount per bottle, so he bought a case.
Miffi also sent us to Moses Rock for a surf. The beach was stunning, but pretty wild, so we only went in to our knees and still got totally drenched!
Then we headed to Bunbury for the night. Bunbury is quite the way from Margaret River, but it was hard to find affordable accommodation on short notice. We didn’t love our brief time in Bunbury. Dinner was a blow-out: salt and pepper squid should NOT be drizzled with satay sauce and served on a bed of mushy rice. Although our takeaway breakfast the next day at Benesse – two coffees and half an enormous mango, mint and white chocolate muffin each – was pretty delish. Next time we’ll bunk in Dunsborough. But more about that in a moment.
On day two we decided to head for the Cape Naturaliste headland. Again, I suggested being sensible and heading to somewhere closer to Perth, but DJ talked me into an adventure.
Wow. It was totally incredible. The beaches looked like they should have been in a tropical tourist brochure. The water was crystal clear and stunningly turquoise. So, so beautiful. Two of my favourite beaches were Eagle Bay and Castle Rock.
We shared a ploughman’s board for lunch at the Eagle Bay Brewery – pate, terrine, pickles and cheese with chunks of yummy fresh bread.
Dunsborough was a revelation too. Such a pretty town, filled with fancy boutiques, cafes, bars and restaurants and an Airstream coffee van. I could happily base myself there for a week and have a swim at ever single beach on the Margaret River peninsula.
All too soon it was time to head to Perth, via Simmo’s ice-cream factory for a giant scoop of caramel macadamia, licked sitting on grass that felt too soft and looked too green to be true.
I would 200% recommend a visit to Margaret River. We can’t wait to find an excuse to head back there.