We spent 6 days in Esperance, and exploring the southern coast in both directions.
Luckily for us, it is largely unknown and it remains mostly deserted, pristine, undeveloped and quite, quite glorious. The Med? Forget it.
You know how you look at those brochures of
beach resort in high-priced places? And you say to yourself, hey, the sea is never that colour – they must have used a polarising filter to get that…!? Well, along this coastline, the sea is that colour, all by itself. No filters or messing with photoshop needed.
Translucent aquamarine in the shallows, to a deep blue in the depths, water scribbled across with the white froth of surf or the thundering foam of combers, or sometimes – in the sheltered bays, the gentle lap of laced riplets. They have it all – broad white sands, coloured rocks, island after island (105 named island in the Recherche for a start).
In a day or two I will post some photos of those brilliant beaches that will make you drool.
Esperance is beautiful, isn’t it. I haven’t been there for a long time but I remember being astonished at the amazing colour of the water. If only it weren’t so far away — but I suppose if it wasn’t so isolated all the beauty would have been developed out of it by now. Don’t they also have the pink lakes at Esperance? And the big white windmills? Very pretty.
Oddly enough the lakes weren’t pink when we were there – wrong time of the year, I gather. But yes, lots of windmills, which I happen to like too, although many don’t.