Karyn (Kaz) Douglas – Greenwood
Before Bali, I remember holidays in the 70’s at the family shack at Jurien Bay.
We took “Sparks” out fishing, went swimming all day, went sand boarding with
cardboard cartons and enjoyed walks to the bakery for fresh loaves of bread and vanilla slices. Sometimes the loaves of bread
made it home with the middles still intact. Treasured memories. Still enjoy holidays at Jurien Bay
with my own family. Just spent our 30th Wedding Anniversary at “The Pearl”. Life is a Beach.
RUNNERS UP (x 3)
Laurae Delane – Australind
Before Bali, I remember holidays spent at North Head (North of Jurien Bay),
where we trekked in on bumpy tracks, camped in shacks, kids roamed free and the
highlight was the supplies trip into the Jurien Bay General Store. T
hese were the holidays of a lifetime.
Sharna Limbourne – Merriwa
I went on my first ever holiday with my dad when I was 10 years old
to Kalbarri and Monkey Mia. I loved hanging with him, he’s passed now but I’d
love to take my kids on holiday – we have never been to Jurien Bay.
Belinda Egan – Greenfields
My parents never had much money and I’m one of four girls,
so Bali was never on the cards for us, however from time to time we’d
load up the Kombi and head to Wedge Island for some quality
family time. She’s not fancy, but she’s cheap!
Charmaine Hutton – Duncraig
Packing up the car,
Driving really far,
Playing eye spy, making bets
Asking “are we there yet?”
The freedom of getting away,
Soaking up the sun filled days
Escaping the pressures of “everyday”
Relaxing, laughing and to play.
The simplicity of life when away,
Nothing beats a beach holiday!
Armanda Di Toro – Canning Vale
My favourite memory was Kalbarri when I was 5 – sun and
sand and fishing and fun – car ride was listening to a John Fogarty tape on
repeat … loved it! That’s me on the right 🙂
Judy Cribb – Woodvale
The family of Mum, Dad and us 3 kids headed off in our old Holden (no seat belts or air conditioning)
and trudging down to the beach in our thongs. Dad carrying then erecting our trusty umbrella which we seemed to own for my entire childhood.The kids in charge of the towels, spades and buckets.
Mum used to make our bathers – very cute!! Mum would carry the Esky
with Cottees orange cordial, plastic cups and sandwiches of Vegemite and lettuce on white bread and an apple each.
No sunscreen except for a smear of white zinc over our noses and lips.
Dad wore his trusty mustard coloured towelling hat and Mum wore her fetching one piece bathers.
In the water Dad would put us kids on his shoulders and let us jump off into the cooling waters of our beautiful Indian Ocean.
Simple pleasures in simple days.
If we were lucky enough to pass a Mr Whippy on the way home and Dad was
feeling generous we would get a cone or a strawberry peanut sundae in a cup with a tiny plastic spoon.
Home – sunburnt, happy and tired after another summer day in WA.
Nikki Kramer – Seville Grove
Before Bali holidays, I remember…….long car trips with wet
towels on the seats and the windows down to stay cool and sleeping in the back of our Station Wagon.
My fondest memory is of a family holiday in this blue and white campervan camping beside
beaches along the South West Coast. We’d eat countless vegemite sandwiches, ride our bikes on dirt tracks,
graze our knees sliding down the dunes, search for treasure in the sand and fall asleep with full tummies
and grubby faces listening to the ocean. Perfect!
Cathy Baker – Bullsbrook
Sunburn, sand in my bathers and fish and chips for tea on the beach.
Simpler times, life long memories.
Leah Hutchings – Kingsley
Being packed into the back of the car with my brother and sister surrounded
with pillows, blankets and camping equipment. Sweltering all the way from our inland country town to our seaside location
because we had no air con, just windows down! Arriving and taking off to explore while camp got set up and then days
and days on leaving after breakfast and being back in time for dinner, swimming, exploring, riding, new friendships
formed maybe a bit too much sun but boy we slept well and 35 plus years later I still have those amazing memories and try
to give my children the same. Love love love Jurien Bay.
Megan Dalton – Marangaroo
My most memorable WA costal holiday was about 29 years ago at Jurien Bay.
My Dad took my sister and I off for a school holiday getaway. We had a great time
swimming and fishing. It is here where I caught my first fish…a flounder.
A memory I won’t ever forget.
Matt Ross – Padbury
On road trips, drawing an invisible line down the middle of the back seat
of the old falcon so my little sister wouldn’t move over to my side.
Leeha Worthington – Kallaroo
Me and my family used to travel up to the Fortescue River towing
our boat which was packed to the top with all our camping gear.
We had to build our own long drop and even drive an hour to go to the waterhole to get our water to drink.
We used to go out fishing on our boat and go down the beach to catch crazy crabs.
Our nights were filled with board games, camp stories and sometimes spotlight
with family friends. Memories I will always cherish and want to create with my own children one day.