["The Nor'-West Ports", The West Australian, Tuesday 28 June 1910, page 5]
The Nor'-West Ports.
By "Vindex."
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Having left Carnarvon one soon crosses the tropic of Capricorn, and some hours later the hull and spars of the wrecked Mildura come into view opposite the North-West Cape. The Cape is a sort of sartorial changing station. We are now in the tropics beyond all doubt, and the regular traveller as soon as he sees the North-West Cape on the horizon hurries off to his cabin and reappears in white linen or khaki. We are in the calmest of calm oceans, the sun shows delightfully "the myriad ripples of the laughing sea," and turtles which have their nests on the neighbouring islands, inquisitively raise their heads above water and disappear again. Long yellowish snakes writhe along the surface of the water, and perhaps a whale spouting in the distance adds to the interest and enjoyment of travel. We are now in the land of incessant sunshine, of warmth and colour, and glorious sunsets. Dusk comes on and the sun has sunk below the level surface of the sea. On the horizon the blue ocean is wedded to a sky of saffron and pink. Night closes in, and in the gathering gloom the dark islands arise out of the calm bed of the sea, and after being silhouetted for a while against the sky, drift by into the darkness. The steamer's smoke hangs indolently in the air, and all creation seems placidly lazy and careless.
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