7:30 wake ups are very annoying since you've got to avoid scrolling down your news feed so you can roll out of be, then trudge to the kitchen to pour some cereal, walk to the bathroom to shower and brush your teeth before eventually sitting down to do some study before quickly watching YouTube.
This is not so in Jurien Bay.
In the bay, you don't want to look at Facebook because it'll use up all your data, and you're wide awake before you roll out of bed because, firstly, you stand up to get out and, secondly, as soon as you open the covers of your swag up, the sun fills it and your eyeballs to overflowing. Closing your eyelids won't help since it's that bright.
Camp: a car, a couple of swags, fold out shelves and a chair.
Another positive about waking up that morning in Jurien Bay was that I actually woke up, and not killed at the hands of a lady I called a "fella", nor a pair of Collingwood supporters.
Still, we kept our eyes out for them as we poured long life milk onto each of our four Weetbix.
"How many Weetbix are you having?" Asked Cameron.
"Give me four too then, I can't let you outdo me."
After eating, we decided to find the closest place to eat. But first we went to the front office to get the second night we had paid for refunded. This would mean that we could pack up and go out to Sandy Cape, which was half the price and twice the fun (since it didn't have running water or electricity). Plus, we wouldn't have to watch our backs for the enemies we had made in town. The refund process took less time than we thought since we were told flat out that they didn't give refunds.
Problem not solved, we went to the café stuck between the caravan park and the town jetty, which kind of describes how we felt. We ordered coffee and sat down with our study material: Cameron had a bunch of notebooks, formula sheets and powerpoint slides, while I had a small notebook and a blinking line on a computer screen.
The good thing was that we were still in range of the caravan park's free wi-fi. The even better news was that it wasn't fast enough to stream YouTube, but just fast enough to do word processing. Thank goodness for the NBN.
This is how we spent the majority of our day, with only a stop for lunch back at camp before another study session. Much better than studying inside at home since here we had the open sky, the blue sea, and local conversations about the footy.
Then at around 4:30 we packed up and went back to Sandy Cape. We did, however, pick up a hitchhiker on the way...
"Hey kid. Nah, nevermind."
Well, we tried to pick him up but he was in a bit of a prickly mood.
Local tip: keep your eyes out for people and things that want to kill you, but also watch out for things that don't. Such as echidnas, kangaroos, emus, snakes, and drop bears. Just kidding, drop bears want to kill you and eat you. They're like Collingwood supporters except they have teeth.
So Sandy Cape it was. Cameron set off with his fishing rod and bucket in hand and I set off with my two cameras, three lenses, two tripods, five batteries, water bottle, and book.
I didn't get a chance to read the book since I was too busy taking pictures of the sunset. It was the opposite of the night before. While Thursday night had dull grey clouds covered the expanse of the sky, Friday was opened up.
The sky above was clear and most of the clouds sat closer to the horizon, stretching across it in thick lines. Of course, over the hour-long show the cloud formations changed and shifted (you can see that in my timelapse, below), but the colours remained strong and saturated.
It was perhaps the best sunset that I've seen, not necessarily because the clouds or colours were the best, but more so because of the 360 degree view I had of it from the boardwalk.
Local Tip: If the sunset doesn't happen the first time around, be sure to get out again for the next night. Otherwise you could miss something spectacular.
Towards the campsite the sky was purple, while swinging around to look south to Jurien Bay, the clouds were a light pink. One in particular had shaped into something of a mushroom cloud as it hung above a silhouetted island. Directly out to sea the sky was... I'm trying to avoid using a cliche here... on fire... alight... beautiful.
The clouds were held lengthways above the horizon, like cut off ribbons. Their undersides were a deep orange mixed with hints of red and yellow, while the topside of these ribbons were coated a dark grey. From above the clouds might have looked like a two dimensional wall of grey, but from the boardwalk they had been given a shape by the colours that half-wrapped around them. The sky above was a dark blue turning slowly into a deep purple as thin clouds came out to cover the sky. The sun had set, but the stars were out to stab pin pricks of light though the ribbons of clouds.
How'd that sound? Did I avoid cliche?
Why don't you just see it for yourself.
Purply stuff towards the campsite.
A part-mushroom cloud floats near Jurien Bay.
Out at sea, what can we see? A sunset. That's what.
Can you spot the stars? They're keeping their heads in the clouds.
So I got what I wanted - a good sunset - but how had Cameron fared? Well, when you go fishing and don't catch any fish it's hard to say that you've gone great. But Cameron was still happy that he could go fishing (do you call it "ing" if you're lacking the fish?) and we pumped some Hilltop Hoods as we came back into town.
Ironically, we headed straight to the fish and chip shop to grab some dinner. One of the ladies working didn't seem particularly happy to see me, perhaps I had called her a "fella" the day before.
Back at camp we ate, studied and then slept. To be fair, I was done with studying, since I had handed in my last assignment that day and didn't have any exams the next week, so I began to sort out the photos I had been making.
It had been a good day in Jurien Bay. We hadn't run into any Collingwood supporters or indeed killed by them, and had seen a spectacular sunset but not caught any fish. We couldn't complain, except for the fact we'd be heading home the next day. Back to Perth. Back to study. Back to FIFA 12.
Still, we weren't going to be rushing back home. We were gonna take it reaaaal slow, via a couple of 4wdriving expeditions, beachside fishing and a town called Grey. Stay tuned.
Jurien Bay departures.
Echidna on the march in June.
The curtain raiser. Or curtain lowerer, since the sun was lowering. Das ist gut English.
Editing subdued those colours a bit too much. Can you see the lookout/boardwalk?
The Canon was busy taking a timelapse. Oh, that reminds me, I made a timelapse. See below.
Edited with the help of, but not complete reliance of VSCO Film. There may be a review of the VSCO pack I recently bought coming up in the coming weeks. FYI, the pack is "04; slide films".
Three fishermen, no fish. So I guess they're mere men. In the previous photo there was also a
fisherman man. Can you spot him?
Orange and Purple.
Stars looking at a planet / watching entropy and pain / and maybe start to wonder / how the chaos in our lives could pass as sane.
Here's the timelapse. Not sure if the quality will be that great due to it being embedded from Instagram. Check out a better quality version on Facebook