Posted on November 15, 2015
A few weeks after my trip to York, I had the opportunity to drive to Kulin – deep in the Western Australian Wheatbelt.
If you’re not familiar with the state of Western Australia – outside of Perth metro area, aside from a few regional towns, there’s basically not very much. I don’t mean that in any way disrespectfully – WA has 2.2 million people and something like 1.9 million of those live in the Perth area.
So when you drive out into the country, things get really empty really fast Read More
Posted on November 15, 2015
Springtime in the wheatbelt means yellow canola fields as far as the eye can see.
Well, not quite, but it does seem a bit like it from some vantage points. it was a lovely day, I had some time so I jumped in the car and headed out to York, which is a couple of hours drive from me to see if I could find some photogenic fields.
Posted on March 2, 2015
As you may remember, I’ve got this foolhardy romantic notion of doing crazy motorcycle adventures.
Well, to do this, I need practice (and fitness – it’s very tiring riding motorbikes off-road) and also to get my bike setup. So what better way to find out how unfit both myself and my bike are for this than to go on a marathon day ride out into the big empty yonder.
I’d spent a little while planning this out, pouring over Google Earth trying to piece together dirt roads and tracks to get to this place. I’d made a track and exported to my phone’s GPS app (OsmAnd+ on Android). The bike was ready, I was ready.
It 6am, Sunday morning, my alarm went and it was time to go.
Firing up the mighty DR650, Boyagin Rock and Brookton here we come. Read More
Posted on October 3, 2009
York is a heritage town in the wheatbelt to the east of Perth. Its a fair old trek from where we live by the sea, so we packed the camera bags and headed out early as its a couple of hours drive through the forest and out into the fields.
On the way we stopped off at a place that makes it own olive oil – run by a charismatic Frenchman – and full of the yummiest locally made honey, tapenade, olive oil, etc. We came away with some bounty (of course) for later. The local scenery is lovely too, with rolling fields and totally unspoiled forest.
York is only a small town with architecture straight out of the wild west, quaint, with verandahs, wrought iron fretwork and the original signwriting on the buildings. Its pretty quiet and cool. We went for a walk about, had some nice lunch and went off for a tour around the old courthouse. Its wonderfully preserved – you walk into the later of the 2 courtrooms, then to the earlier basic courtroom, then the jail cells, which are scarily small and with preserved graffiti on the walls. All the pictures I took of York are on the Holga or Trip 35, so you’ll just have to wait for those 🙂
Went on to the main Catholic church – a very nice traditional building with lovely stained glass windows
Had a very disappointing Devonshire Tea in the somewhat crap Yorky’s Coffee Carriage tea shop, but consoled ourselves with a load of shots with the Holgas and Trip 35’s then came home via Brookton, a scenic detour through the most gorgeous countryside.
Drive was lovely, through the fields of the wheatbelt – which actually extends 100’s of miles to the east.
In Brookton, saw this wonderful sign. Not sure how that actually works as a business though..any ideas?
next post – the canola fields.