Driving to Coalseam
Not really understanding what a coalseam really is, we took our first Saturday together and decided to drive to Coalseam Conservation Park.
Driving is truly the key word, as it was far and the weather didn’t cooperate much for us to do a whole lot else.
As the map shows, it really is quite a distance. In Maryland this distance wouldn’t seem like it was so long, but when you’re driving in Western Australia, 4 hours takes on a new meaning. We only took a few snacks and there were few places and far between, and even when we actually got to a town, most of the town was closed.
The roads were wet and the horizon didn’t hold a lot of promise, but we kept hoping we’d drive out of the rain.
To break the monotony of driving in the rain and no food, John made a stop and we found some yellow everlastings!
Lovely yellow everlastings, and they weren’t even open because of the rain. Gave us promise that when we reached Coalseam, we’d see some everlastings there and they would still look pretty if closed up.
Before leaving this stop, one more look at the ptilotus swaying in the cold and wet wind.
Even though it was dreary, I couldn’t help appreciate how lovely Western Australia really is. I asked John to stop so I could take a photo near the railway line.
A closer look at the distant hills gradually disappearing into the rain and mist.
Another stop, more everlastings, these were mostly white and some pink, dotted with a few yellows.
A picture doesn’t show off their beauty nor the abundance of flowers there were.
A closer look.
Back on the road. It’s not easy for a mid Atlantic Eastern gal, to get used to a sight like this. Straight road for miles and miles with nothing on it…except for the lovely yellow acacias that adorned a lot of the roadway.
Another stop to watch the pink and gray birds, or also known as galahs. a very common bird in mainland Australia, but they’re different to me!
So pretty when they fly! They are never lovelier than when you see them away from the city and in this natural background.
Another stop, to see more everlastings, mostly pink this time, I guess they are my favorites. I wasn’t fast enough to photograph the kangaroo that just hopped by this patch of flowers.
Plants are more valiant than practically all individuals: an orange tree would prefer to kick the bucket than produce lemons, though rather than passing on the normal individual would prefer to be somebody else.