At the far north-eastern edge of Western Australia’s Wheatbelt, Beacon is the sort of town that rewards anyone willing to stop, slow down and look around. Against the odds — and possibly against our better judgement — we’ve decided to spend a day or two exploring Beacon, out on the far reaches of the Wheatbelt.…

What a difference a day makes. We pulled up stakes late this morning after hugs and handshakes with part time travel mates Steve and Wendy, a quick shop for staples, then hit the road under sunshine and a few gusty winds — nothing dangerous, just enough to keep a firm grip on the wheel. An…

We’ve been in and out of Mukinbudin over the past couple of weeks, using it as a handy base to explore the natural wonders that aren’t far from town. And honestly, “Muka” — as the locals call it — has grown on us. A Town Built on Wheat, Sheep and a Bit of Grit Mukinbudin…

The most expensive part of a travel day can happen before you’ve even moved five metres. It’s a strange truth of caravanning: the bit that actually terrifies experienced tourers isn’t the Snowy Mountain pass, the reversing bay full of onlookers, or the merge onto a busy highway. It’s the driveway. Or more specifically, the last…

This rock is done. We’ve explored it every which way and, as a form of exercise therapy, it’s done its job. We’re out of here tomorrow, and back to Muka for our last overnighter before we move on. The only other monolith worth a look close to here (and you should list it) is Beringbooding…

There’s a particular kind of quiet that only turns up once you’ve put enough gravel road behind you. We found it at Elachbutting Rock, a few hours north of Westonia, out where the wheat paddocks give way to red dirt and gimlet scrub. It’s not a place you pass through on the way to somewhere…

A Joining The Dots touring guide to Campion, the Emu War, and the wild granite country around Mukinbudin Somewhere between Mukinbudin and the wave-walled wonder of Elachbutting Rock, out on the Koorda–Bullfinch Road, sits a town that doesn’t exist anymore. No pub, no school (but you’ll see where it was), no footy oval crowd —…