On the Beach

Delia and Pat in Australia

Photo trip to Rottnest Island

Rottnest Island, located off the coast of Perth, Western Australia, is a picturesque destination known for its stunning beaches, diverse wildlife, and rich history. With its crystal-clear waters, limestone cliffs, and sandy dunes, the island offers a paradise for beach lovers and nature enthusiasts. The adorable quokkas, friendly marsupials found only in this region, have become a symbol of the island. Visitors can enjoy activities such as cycling, snorkeling, and exploring historical sites, while the absence of private vehicles creates a peaceful and environmentally friendly atmosphere. Rottnest Island is a must-visit destination for those seeking natural beauty, outdoor adventures, and encounters with unique wildlife.

Well, thats what ChatGPT says. What it didn’t say was that it was named by Dutch explorers who thought the quokkas were large rats. There are hundreds of them. They get everywhere, even under the tables in restaurants and cafes.

Our group met at the ferry port, mid-afternoon on a Friday. The last time I went to Rottnest I was seasick and only had a couple of hours after recovering to explore. This time, Delia waved me off to enjoy a weekend without me whilst I sped off in the twin hulled ferry on a sea as calm as a mill pond.

We were to share a number of 3 or 4 bedroom cottages, functionally appointed, shall I say.

That evening we set off to nearby Bathurst lighthouse to take some shots of the sunset before fish and chips delivered to us on the beach near the chip shop.

Up at 5.30 to get some astro photography with the lighthouse as backdrop. A bit later, some sunrise shots across the water to Perth.

After a hearty breakfast at Frankies (the same place that delivered fish and chips the previous evening) we catch a bus to Oliver Hill where there is a gun emplacement and tunnels. The gun was to protect the approaches to the Port of Fremantle during WW2 but was never needed.

There was a workshop looking at how artists told their stories and how we might translate that to our photography. I tried a few shots of a colleague looking suspicious and ended up with an inevitable cute quokka. Then some early evening “golden hour” shots.

The next morning we were up for dawn again and some more (better?) shots across the water towards Perth. After breakfast we all hopped on the “hop on, hop off” bus to the Wadjemup Lighthouse for a tour and a climb to the top.

Carrying on to another stop to shoot some of the coastline. I decided against the afternoon portrait photo shoot so I could send more time around the island using the bus.

The ferry home was equally as calm as the trip here. I slept well that night.