A tour of the local beaches was a wonderful way to spend our last day in Margaret River. Even if you’re not a wine fan, this is still an absolutely amazing area that embraces everything that symbolises the Australian culture and way of life. We barely scratched the surface, but I am leaving with the confirmation that this is a magical place for me – I will be back, when and for how long are still too seen.
We drove along the cost line, stopping to peruse the beaches along the way. We dispersed as we wished, some to wander and others to sunbathe, me, I went for a few swims and then dove straight into my Wine Scholar book. With my mind so full of the diversity of ways that the locals are making their wines, it will be interesting to learn the French way; so contrastingly steeped in history and regulations.
I did manage to sneak in a vineyard for lunch, Swings and Roundabouts – a wonderful spot that does fabulous pizzas, and the wine wasn’t too bad either. It was very light and easy to drink, entirely enjoyable on a hot day. Then sadly, the time had come to head back towards Perth. We caught a train half-way, whilst the rest of the family headed back to Mandurah. We experienced the most wonderful sunset over Margaret River, symbolic of our time there, and one that I was too busy watching to photograph – I am afraid.
Back in Perth and plans for the next few days include, Freemantle, Rottnest and a final day of wine in Swan Valley.