The draw card of Cervantes are the pinnacles in Nambung NP. A peculiar assortment of limestone monoliths sticking out of the yellow sand, ranging from little lumps to over 3m tall. So after a quick setup at the local caravan park (there seems to be a distinct lack of camping options north of Perth), we headed out to the Pinnacles to watch the sun set over these unusual geological phenomena.

The cloudless sunset was typically spectacular, with amazing colours splashed across the limestone columns. Not even the boys complained (James was too busy taking photos)!

That night, after dinner, I stole back out to the Pinnacles for a few hours of solitude with the camera and a tripod. The new moon and cloudless sky rewarded me with gorgeous stars and lots of willing subjects.

The next day we went out to the Pinnacles Interpretive Centre – the multi-million dollar ‘interpretation’ can be summarised thus ‘we don’t know exactly how the Pinnacles formed, but we think they’re pretty cool’. K – there were two theories put forward – both suggesting the stacks resulted from the effects of root systems on the soil from an ancient forest. A real highlight was a short ‘desert walk’ through the Pinnacles. Much better than the loop drive.

K – A thoroughly subconscious tribute to “Are we there yet?” – Not realised until looking through the book again at Geraldton museum!

That night Kris decided she wanted lobster for dinner in the crayfish capital of WA, so we trooped off the local club for an extremely underwhelming meal of imported fish and overcooked lobster. At least the wine and the company were delightful!