MARGARET RIVER AND BUSSELTON

After the farm work, there is nothing that could have warmed our hearts as much as the word ‘vineyard’. Already having friends further south to stay with we hired a car and drove down the stunning west coast, stopping at Fremantle for breakfast and every beach along the way. Sal and Cam, and their two beautiful daughters Abbey and Phoebe, are good friends of Sarah’s aunt, and acted as the perfect company, hosts and tour guides for Busselton and Margaret river.

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Our morning trip around the vineyards and chocolate factory was indulgent and tipsy to say the least; our favourite was a rather dashing and eloquent French waiter who successfully sold us a rather fancy sauvignon blanc. We stopped by a smaller vineyard for lunch – the food was just as good as the wine!

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What blew us away the most were the beaches. We promised Sal we wouldn’t tell, as they are clearly still an undiscovered secret, but we couldn’t resist. This coastline is the most amazing we had witnessed (including those of Asia) and with surfers, dolphins and cliffs on the turquoise horizon, these beaches will never disappoint.

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The next day Cam even took us out on these waters for a spot of fishing! We weren’t very cool fisherman, screaming every time we caught a fish….

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On our last morning we all went to the nearby farmers market, enjoying fresh smoothies and local ice cream. We even tried crocodile jerky – not for the faint-hearted!

On the way home, we stopped at the bustling Mandurah harbour for lunch and cold drinks, a perfect end to a relaxing weekend.

Besotted with Busselton,

Charlotte & Sarah x

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