Rottnest.

I woke up on Friday morning, turned to my husband and told him that I had this sudden compulsion to spend the weekend at Rottnest Island. 24 hours later, we were on the first ferry en route to one of the most beautiful places on the planet.

This is how the day unfolded.

Sam Perry – spinning magic out of thin air with a loop machine

Tim Gordon – can be described as The Trouble with Templeton meets Angus Stone

Geordie Bay

Parker Point

Thomson Bay

Yeah, I think I could get used to this.

Can you believe I only live 30 minutes away from this little slice of heaven?

Jeannie’s Rocks

The silhouette of the Perth skyline along the horizon (the view from Rottnest)

We ended up cycling around the entire island, which (for me) felt more like exercising than leisure-ing. Why do I always think this is a good idea? Why!?!!

Sweaty pits yesterday, sore butts today.

I’ll give it to the two-wheelers though; without our rented bicycles, we wouldn’t stumble across places like these.

Don’t mind the helmet hair.

Postcard perfect.