Life, Pirates

Tingle Trees, ANZACs & Pirates

From Cape Leeuwin we managed another two hours until we’d had enough. Walpole was the spot. 60km’s short of Denmark, where we had been aiming for. Now to find a place to stay. The camper trailer is a bit of a two-man job, so we’d resigned ourselves to the fact that we might have to stay in a few wee cabins, or cheap motel rooms until Erin could walk properly.

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