Gallery of log for Point Samson
I am currently visiting Wickham/Roebourne on a geocaching trip
This morning I was awake very early so I decided to go find this trig nearby to my accommodation at the Cove Holiday Village in Point Sampson
I drove to the top of the hill nearby and stopped in a small parking area
A traveller in a Transit van had spent the night here and was parked nearby
The sun had not yet risen and there was a golden glow on the horizon
The view from the top of the hill is a spectacular 360 degree panorama
To the East below the hill there is the suburb of Point Sampson fringing the coastline and the ocean stretches out beyond with a glassy stillness
Small islands are dotted around the surrounding coastline and channel markers blinked in the early morning light
The sun rose a blazing orange ball from behind one to the islands bathing the town in it's warm orange glow
Looking to the West the full moon was gradually growing fatter and fading into the haze while slowly sinking towards it's resting place below the horizon
Northwards are long brightly lit jetties waiting for the iron ore ships to dock and fill their empty bellies with red dust
To the South lies the mining village of Wickham nestled among knobby hills scattered around flat surrounding landscape
The Trig no longer has the vane and consists of a round concrete pad with the bronze marker set in the middle
A marker is place on a star picket nearby
I took some photos and headed off on my adventure
TFTTP
This morning I was awake very early so I decided to go find this trig nearby to my accommodation at the Cove Holiday Village in Point Sampson
I drove to the top of the hill nearby and stopped in a small parking area
A traveller in a Transit van had spent the night here and was parked nearby
The sun had not yet risen and there was a golden glow on the horizon
The view from the top of the hill is a spectacular 360 degree panorama
To the East below the hill there is the suburb of Point Sampson fringing the coastline and the ocean stretches out beyond with a glassy stillness
Small islands are dotted around the surrounding coastline and channel markers blinked in the early morning light
The sun rose a blazing orange ball from behind one to the islands bathing the town in it's warm orange glow
Looking to the West the full moon was gradually growing fatter and fading into the haze while slowly sinking towards it's resting place below the horizon
Northwards are long brightly lit jetties waiting for the iron ore ships to dock and fill their empty bellies with red dust
To the South lies the mining village of Wickham nestled among knobby hills scattered around flat surrounding landscape
The Trig no longer has the vane and consists of a round concrete pad with the bronze marker set in the middle
A marker is place on a star picket nearby
I took some photos and headed off on my adventure
TFTTP
Rated: for Overall Experience.