Pink Lake & Kalbarri

Pink lake

Kilbarri

I'm beginning to realize that images in guidebooks are optimal weather conditions, high-quality equipment, and optimal timing. My visit to Pink Lake didn't live up to the hype, so it was a quick detour.

I continue to Kalbarri and make the visitors center my first stop. The beach is apparently good for snorkeling, and I want to find out where to go.

The clerk was nice, but once again, fear is projected on me. Do I realize how far I'm driving? Have I checked road conditions? There's a storm coming in, did I know that?

After an earful, I felt stressed. I checked in my site and didn't like how I felt. I decided to go to the beach for some healing. With weather rolling in the swell was big, or whatever a swell does. The current were too strong to even swim. I head to the tranquil bay instead. Well, with a fushing barge up ahead, it wasn't that tranquil.

Nonetheless, I can't seem to shake the anxiety. After a short swim, I decided to return to begin researching my route and stops. I was really trying to be spontaneous, but now I can't without worry.

In full Capricorn/Virgo mode, I lay out a plan. More than 6 hours in front of the computer to get a clear view of timing, route, stay locations, and points of interest.

I felt dismay that most of my days were going to be behind the wheel. The rental agency would not allow me to drop off at a closer location. 😒

It's after 11 and I'm having trouble sleeping. My insomnia hasn't been a factor since I've been here. I have been going to bed between 8-9 and sleeping 8-9 hours. My sleep has been amazing until now.

No matter what I am waking up early to get a head start. It feels like time moves slowly out here. A three hour drive feels like forever.

The landscape hasn't changed, it's arid desert. On the positive, it reminds me of Sedona and Northern Arizona with its drought tolerant shrubs and rusted sand. It feels familiar.Read more