The Retirees Home in Brisbane – Travels to the Wild West – Days 3

After two days in Perth’s suburbs we were ready for some adventure. It started when we had to find our wine drinking partners Kerry and Rod in a new suburb north of Perth. With great ingenuity I guided Kerry Y (because there are now two Kerrys) to the front door and we collected them for the trip to Margaret River. Out past the new hospital and on through Mandurup we cruised south for three hours with a short stop at Mandurup and Busselton. We knew we had arrived in wine drinking country when we were hailed to stop at Island Brook Winery on the northern outskirts of the Margaret River Region. The host at the cellar door was Evan – jovial and a fountain of local knowledge. We also found his wines to be enjoyable drinking particularly his Merlot which was quite alive rather than flat and boring like most Merlots. He basically set the itinerary for us for our few days in Margaret River.

Evan recommended our first stop at Margaret Riveria, a deli with local produce located in the quaint village of Cowaramup or Cow Town as it is locally known – presumably because of the herd of cows inhabiting the main street. After loading up on cheeses etc, we finished our journey to our accommodation at Forest Glen Chalets in Carters Road less than 5 minutes’ walk from the Margaret River township. Comfortable self-contained two bedroom chalets – this was to be our base and sanctuary for the next few days. Our bedroom was in the loft – loads of space but a bit of a walk for the bathroom.

 

 

 

The Retirees Home in Brisbane – Travels to the Wild West – Days 1 and 2

Each year over the Labour Day weekend we have travelled to a different wine region in Australia or the World. This year we chose Margaret River Western Australia for a few reasons not the least of which was to catch up with Uncle Barry, Ken, Peter, Lesley and the twins in Perth.
We had lost Aunty Dottie whilst we were overseas and this trip was to catch up with Barry and pay our respect to Dot – a wonderful Aunt and friend for Kerry. Our first day was spent getting over our midnight trip – with Perth 5 ½ hrs away by plane we were weary on arriving and through the next day. We visited Trigg Beach and two of Kerry’s nieces Zenith and Summer who have re-located to Perth.

Trigg Beach


We also visited Dottie’s last resting place. Dot wanted her ashes spread in the forest so Barry and the twins selected a tree in the Fred Jacoby Heritage Trail marked it with Dot’s favourite name pin and returned her to nature. Here we were surprised to find a giant oak tree a remnant of the English settler 150 years ago. It is a beautiful place and most suitable for the beautiful person she was.