The Great Ocean Road

First day in Krusty the Campervan and, after a few false starts through Melbourne with a hastily purchased road atlas, we ragged him for 250 km along the inland roads to Port Campbell. We arrived just as the sun was going down, and after some campervan internetting (surely a very new phenomenon?), we hit the sack, or the slightly uneven boards. We were up early the next day, with a plan to capture the 12 Apostles (photographically, so to speak) at sunrise. Unfortunately, it was a bit cloudy the next day, but we got up anyway and bounced along the Great Ocean Road. Pretty impressive. As were the other coastal stacks in the area. By 10:30, we'd done all of the stack related coastal tourism on offer and started driving east. Getting up early is quite a good idea, we should do it more often, because later that day, we also fitted in a treetop walk on the Otway Fly, and visited the Cape Otway lighthouse, spotting wild koalas up trees on the way out.

The following day, we were a bit preoccupied because Boycey was being auctioned and we didn't have any phone signal, so couldn't follow it (he was sold :-( but for a jolly good price :-) well done Boycey). We stopped off to kerb crawl past a golf course renowned for hosting kangaroos on its fairways. They were there, but not close enough for any comedy golf photos. (Is it a two stroke penalty for hitting a kangaroo, or do you get a free drop?). We then passed through a few surfy towns for a look - the surf was pretty flat, but Damo got some great shots of a few wannabies - they'd be really pleased with the photos if we knew who they were! We then skipped back around Melbourne for a cuppa with Paul, one of my oldest friends from East Rainton. It was lovely to catch up - he and his wife are obviously enjoying life in Australia - we could see why!