After sleeping on the beaches, we walked to the beach near the hostel. We ran into a bachelor party. There was a massive group of Aussies celebrating with their mate. So, one thing led to the next, & we ended up kicking the footy back & forth & then hanging out at their beach house. It was such a good time-- good people. Loved it. After mingling with the blokes, we cooked some dinner in the hostel kitchen, dodging the Asians & their rice the whole time. Delish discounted frozen pizza.
Saturday night Milea & I biked to the pub to hear the band. They were so great-- Bonnie Rate, etc. I was dying. It was such good sing along music. Everyone was dancing-- there was a whole group dressed in Peter Pan gear for some sort of themed party. Good people watching, once again.
Sunday morning we woke at 7 to watch the sunrise. Even though it looked similar to the sunset, it was cool seeing Perth city across the water & it was a fab start to a great day. We then had breaky at the bakery in town. It was amazing. I finally got a real coffee-- & an amazing choc croissant. We did some historical stuff around the settlement, then headed off on the bikes to snorkel/lay out.
While biking, we saw one of the 11 shipwrecks sticking out of the water. We attempted to snorkel it, but it was far out & the water was too choppy... Bad idea for our first snorkel on the island. We then went to Little Salmon Bay & did a whole snorkel trail-- with markers & plaques underwater. It was gorgeous-- colorful fish & bright pink/purple coral. It was amazing, but a little scary when we felt the current pulling. Later we went to Salmon Bay for a few snorkels. Ahh a it was a dream. We ended up sleeping on the beach for a while & then biked into town for smoothies.
The rest of the aver we spent at Parakeet Bay & the Basin. It was such a relaxing Sunday. The picture below is of a quokka. Quokkas are only native to Rotto (& maybe one other place in the Oz). Milea & I decided they look like a mix of a rat & kangaroo. When the first Dutch settlers hit Rotto, they named it Rottnest as in “Rat’s Nest.” But they aren’t rats, just cute (kind of) little fur balls bouncing around the inland.
you need to bring me a quokka back to replace mr. wiggles. appreciate it.
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