Formerly known as Yalingup Caves, were my next stop. I’d been here before but a long time ago.
It started with me negotiating my first real stretch of gravel on my bike. This was something I’ve always been afraid of. This was also the nasty ball bearing gravel and was very much a “tighten your sphincter” moment.
Typing the bike over is easy if a wheel slips. Since the bike weighs in at over 320kg (without extra luggage), picking it up on gravel is almost impossible when you don’t have a decent foothold yourself. Anyway, practice makes perfect I guess. I managged it Ok but I’m still avoiding the damn stuff where possible.
Back to the travelog…
Caves were excellent. However, after 10 minutes I did remember something about then from my last visit: frigging humidity!
That with my high level of fitness (not)
Had me sweating profusely in no time. Not pleasant with all of that safety gear to put back on but well worth it nonetheless.
I did take some photos but they’ll need some work due to the poor lighting.