Farm Break Beach, WA

Today we were going to walk up the world-famous (in WA) 2km long Busselton Pier, but the ranger lady with the Hitler frown said ‘no dogs allowed’.

Really, it’s a pier! Birds poop on it! The sticks are way too big to carry away! Never been turned away from a pier before. The Silverback was unimpressed. The Idiot had already misdirected us to the work sheds at a winery rather than the cellar door about an hour earlier and we had to back up a dirt road. Things were getting a little tense in the van!

To cheer everyone up, I offered to take the folks our for a snappy lunch at Bunkers Beach House. It’s at a surf spot called The Farm, near Cape Naturaliste, WA.

The food was apparently awesome. I did manage to clean up a couple of fancy shoestring chips that fell off the table. The waitress brought me water in a silver bowl! Must admit, I don’t mind a bit of pampering occasionally!

I went bodysurfing after lunch while the folks strolled up the beach, then we checked into a caravan park and called it a day.