I went to this jetty one morning in July 2002. It was cloudy and drizzling. I saw a boy and his father fishing on the jetty edge. The jetty looked different back then. That's how I remember Busselton.
I went to this jetty one morning in July 2002. It was cloudy and drizzling. I saw a boy and his father fishing on the jetty edge. The jetty looked different back then. That's how I remember Busselton.
That's cool @putu300. Did you get a chance to walk to the end?
Yes, I did. Thanks.