There is something about Donnybrook that is relaxing and alluring. I am not sure what it is because there really isn't much there but there is certainly 'something' that I one day might put my finger one.
We had a lovely afternoon with Nan Pat & Pop, who in a short space of time had settled into their new place and made it a home. It really does look like theirs now that everything has a spot and it isn't full of boxes {and boxes and boxes}.
After we said our goodbyes it was late and we had planned to free camp not far {south} of Donnybrook but it was right on the highway and I really wanted a shower so instead we headed to Bridgetown Caravan Park. The plan was to stay for two nights but after a phone call about Justin's beloved XY plans changed and we ended up staying for the better part of the week, with J making a dash to Karridale - Busselton - Gidgegannup - Mt Helena - Glen Forest - Karridale - Busselton & then back to Bridgetown. Not bad for less than 48 hours.
Bridgetown was lovely, with the exception of the ever loving march flies but we had a great time wandering around the town, walking by the river, kids playing at the bike and generally just taking what each day offered us and working with it. I managed to do some sewing, the kids some craft and we got a head a little with school work which was great.
Justin got home on the Sunday morning and we packed up and headed to Pemberton for some time in Warren National Park {a spot we looked at on Boxing Day when we headed to the area for a drive}
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