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MONDAY
Its tour time again, and that can only mean one thing - an early start.
Up at 6am we head down to Wellington Street Tourist Coach Stop, to join the one day tour to the Pinnacles.
The Pinnacles are a host of rocks positioned in the desert some 250kms north of Perth. They were formed by the uneven erosion of the land in that area and now resemble hundreds upon hundreds of sandy gravestones stretching as far as the eye can see.

Indeed the first colonisers thought they had stumbled across the remains of some ancient civilisation, while the Aboriginies will not visit the site as they still see it as a burial ground and as such hold it sacred.
The first thing that strikes me about the Pinnacles is the bright yellow of the sand surrounding them. It looks as if you are approaching some giant moonscape, only this is one that really is made of cheese.
The illusion is shattered when you set foot on the often coarse sand, but the Pinnacles remain no less spectacular.
Some of the most impressive have even gained pet names from their resemblance to everyday and mythical items, including the Church, the Cat, the Dolphins and even Neptune.
Talking of seemingly mythical things, our trip to the Pinnacles saw another apparently unreal creature - a moving Koala.
Despite the fact koala's don't live on the West Coast, there they were in one of the many national park's that lie close to the sea.
The gum trees are surrounded by a network of sprinklers to allow the marsupial mammals to get enough water to survive.
And one of them is moving, eating and even swinging from the tree. In some strange way, my holiday experience feels complete.
The journey back from the Pinnacles includes a stop off at Lancelin, where we go on a 4x4 trip over the dunes and sandboarding.
Dragging myself up the steep dunes was the hardest bit. The way down? - a quick push off at the top, lean forward and gravity took over.
I managed to fly down the slope at quite an (uncontrolled) speed and lost all balance at the end to finish in an unedifying and extremely sandy forward roll.
It looked like Eddie the Eagle Edwards would have done if he had been a sandboarder.
On the subject of flying, our Western Australia adventure had come to an end and it was time to catch the plane home.

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