Triffic, The Trailerable Trimaran

At six o'clock one fine sunny Friday morning, full of a sense of adventure and holiday cheer etc we set forth with Triffic in tow, northwards and over the horizon to Shark Bay.

Shark Bay represents something of a romantic mystery, at least to West Australians. We boast that our western coast was discovered by white man long before Captain Cook made his famous landfall at Botany Bay. But where our English forebears decided it was worth coming back and making something of Terra Australis, Dirk Hartog's Dutch expeditionists reached an entirely different conclusion. Indeed, if it wasn't for Britain's fear of Napoleon's expansionist tendancies, the outpost that is Western Australia might have been very French - sacre bleu!

The very name 'Shark Bay' also does little to foster a welcoming image. Instead of the quiet bays, secluded lagoons and a fantastically varied marine life that this World Heritage area boasts, the name reminds us of one of our most primal fears.

However, for those few who have been there before and can see beyond the terrors of the deep, or for those who seek out one of Western Australias more accessible wilderness areas, Shark Bay is not without its beauty.

And of course, not being too displeasing to the eye ourselves, we were going to add to it...