Woodman Point WA, Fremantle WA

Woodman Point WA April 28 2015

Left Busselton by 9am with few regrets, happy to be on the move again and heading to Fremantle. Pretty easy sort of run, but the suburban buildup starts before Mandurah and just doesn't stop. We did follow the old road up the coast thinking it might be scenic, but all we saw was housing estates, industrial parks and scrub.

The park is a bit of a surprise: it looks a bit daggy on the outside, and there are 360 mailboxes for the permanents, but our site is quite private and pleasant.

After some lunch and getting the washing sorted, we took a drive into Freo itself; I had my head set on seeing the maritime museum and the cafes along the marina.  We were last here in 2002 and that was a complete surprise from 1974; everything was tarted up and obviously going gang-busters, still living on the big hit from the America’s  Cup of 1987. But today it all looks a bit seedy to tell the truth, even the boardwalk cafes look like they could do with a lick of paint and the water in the marina is, well, disgusting.

We gave up looking for the mythical museum, it probably only exists in my imagination, and headed for the signposted ‘cappuccino strip’, which turnout to be a really sleazy part of town inhabited by deadbeats, bums and would-be-muggers. Not to mentions prostitutes and barefoot hippies and weirdos. Took refuge in a Coffee Club and bolted of the car. Enough said, we wont bother them again.

A few random snaps from Fremantle:

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