If one is based in or near to Pemberton for some days, but not staying in or near to Margaret River – or vice versa – one ought take advantage of the fact that each is within easy day-tripping distance of the other.
On 21 August 2025 we drove over to enjoy lunch at a favourite Margaret River winery, and then visit a couple of favourite, still-wild coastal places.
Redgate Beach is less than 15 ks southwest of the Margaret River township, via sealed roads.
That afternoon’s waves were neither particularly large, by local standards, nor surfer-friendly.
However, the sea was very lively, as was the conspicuously-fresh air…and Redgate looked typically-splendid.
The photo was taken from Redgate’s northern end, looking south, at 3.26 pm.
My vantage point is wheelchair-accessible, the beach-proper is not.
The next chapter’s photo looks west, into the ocean’s “face”.
#18 in this series will explain why this location briefly became famous, globally, nearly 150 years ago.
The “full story” is one in which extraordinary courage and competence saved many lives.
Just two local people – in the total absence of any “official” rescue effort – were entirely responsible.
At the time, however, only one of them received due credit.
These past several decades, “Margs” has become a globally renowned, “iconic” destination for surfers, wine-lovers, gourmands, bushwalkers, tourists-in-general, “wellness”-seekers, “influencers”, “sea changers”, property developers, and a great many Perth-residents who frequently head “down south” for weekends and holidays.
Back in 1876, however, this was a “remote” region.
It entirely lacked all of the aforementioned subspecies of Homo Sapiens.
Humans, however, were already living in this region for thousands of years before wine was invented, let alone surfboards.
(wine was invented circa 8,000 years ago, in the Caucasus)