Sunday, December 18, 2005

Taking Advantage Of A Wussy Summer

Today Perth hit a maximum of 28 degrees.

After having so many cold and rainy days today's 28 felt like 35, so, to take advantage of today's summery conditions I decided to take advantage of it, because God knows I've demanded a refund so far!

And for your enjoyment I took my camera and went to an old beach that I once travelled frequently to... Woodman's Point.

***WARNING TO THOSE LIVING IN COLD CLIMATES - THE FOLLOWING IMAGES MAY CAUSE YOU AND THE SURROUNDING AREAS TO MELT! VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED!***

Woodman's Point is notorious for its jetty (seen here) and... its... point (duh! which will be shown a little later).




The beaches of Woodman's Point and Coogee are not only notorious for their jetties and their point, but also their exotic beach, which is infamous for its jellyfish! Unfortunately when I was a young one I had the privilege of learning about this the hard way when our parents took us here for vacation swimming.

Coming back here reminded me of that day so clearly - as if it had happened yesterday. My group had the honour of having someone who was now a retired torture specialist. Our first order was to jump off the end of the jetty into the water and "skull" (for those unfamiliar with swimming terminology this has nothing to do with quick alcohol consumption, rather the exact opposite: staying afloat). Upon jumping into the ocean some of the boys began screaming at sudden red lashes appearing on their body.

Amidst the screams the teacher instructed us to swim to shore, "a measely 100 meters" he yelled. If only he knew how difficult such an instruction was when all you could feel was sandpaper-like stings being rubbed against the very arms and legs responsible for getting you TO shore.

As we lashed and kicked our way to shore in the fastest possible way our instructor screamed at us to do breaststroke. We couldn't understand why until we safely made it to shore. I mean, why do a stroke that feels as though you're taking two steps forward and one step back???

When we reached the shore he doused many of the red lashed victims with vinegar and gave us an important lesson we never forgot...

Whenever you're caught in a jellyfish swarm don't ever put your head underwater, and NEVER open your eyes. Not only that, to alleviate stings use breaststroke to part any jellyfish cluster.

Wise words amidst the pain. I wondered what our next lesson was going to be? How to fend off killer sharks??

No worries, just throw us into the nearest local tiger shark tank!

Anyway, here's the view of Woodman's beach from the start of the jetty (looking right then left)...



As you can see it wasn't very packed today... we didn't hit 30 degrees (the official beach weather temperature)... even the pelicans had enough room to grab a tan (I think one of them was going to ask for my phone number!)...




Now we're looking back at Woodman's Jetty from about half-way up the beach...



Looking back at the whole of Jervois Bay (that's the fancy name for the beach that houses Woodman's Jetty)...



As you are no doubt aware Woodman's Point has a point, therefore there is a beach on one side and another beach on the other side (duh!). Unfortunately the other beach is more popular for those who have a dog as anything from seaweed to industrial garbage to dead marine life to whatever-the-heck-that-blob-is rocks up on these shores (although the beach isn't altogether THAT bad... windsurfers and kitesurfers love it when the cool southerly breeze howls in)...





Okay now for the point. I don't know whether this is offically the point (as there are two?!), but here's the glamorous public parking spot one (fit with "art on a pole" - hmm, maybe I should have done some exotic dancing on it - for practice!)...




As you can see once you get beyond the "art" it doesn't look too glamorous...



And now we have a small bay between the two Woodman's Points (or whatever the real name of each point is??). I don't know what this small bay is called, but it was notorious for seagulls on steroids that swooped when I jogged past this area - and I thought seagulls were tame animals! Not Woodman's Point ones!



Now this is what I believe is the REAL Woodman's Point. It might not be glittered with "art", but I like it...




At the end of the point is a view of Carnac Island (you can probably JUST see it) - an island that houses many varieties of poisonous snakes... not particularly one you want to stay on or go for a walk through. Apparently the reason for how the snakes got on the island was due to a researcher who devoted his life to studying snakes, unfortunately his wife was bitten by one and she passed away so he gave it all up and left the island with it's hazardous snakes never to return.



To the left of Carnac is Garden Island. This side of Garden Island is great for crabbing and squidding, whereas the ocean side of Garden Island (the other side) is great for fishing and snorkelling. Apart from that it's also a top secret military base. Shhh, don't tell anyone...



Looking back from Woodman's Point...



If you're not as colourblind as me you would have noticed that the sand here is not as white as my previous beaching experience, that's because of dredging that is done by Cockburn Cement. The crap they suck up from the ocean floor is dumped to this area and all of the crap they sucked up is then spread around to the neighbouring beaches, giving them all a dull grey look.

Here's one ship coming in about to dump its load...




One of the most scary places when I jogged along Jervois Bay was this half-fenced area here...




Nearly every day there would be an elderly bloke who decided Jervois Bay needed an "extreme makeover"... he wanted to change it into a nudist beach! Any time he'd see me he would go scooting into the bushes and quickly put clothes on, some days he would wait for me to go past before doing the deed. Sick man. Unfortunately there was another elderly man not far from this spot today that has no doubt been trying to keep the tradition alive.

Anyway, behind me and no more than ten meters away was a lone dolphin (which I thought was strange considering that they rarely swim alone)...



BUT, all this exercise has made a grown man hot. So it's time to throw off the slacks, put down the towel, get naked (well half-naked anyway) and get wet...




Okay, the water was friggin freezing again and certain body parts shrank, so I quickly covered up and regained normal body temperature...



Now for the trip back to...

Sorry... what... was... I... talking... about... again??? (*ahem*)



;op

Man, I love summer.

Except for those annoying graffiti artists...



Outta here.

1 comment:

Jennifer said...

I'll say it again -- I am jealous. Here in CO it just started snowing again!