Great Ocean Road

Above is a picture of the 12 Apostles on the Great Ocean Road.

Well we spent Saturday in Warrnambool under the grey clouds and battered by the southerly gale. A cycle along the coast and back then a walk into town in the forlorne hope of finding an internet cafe. The evening was taken up by a game of aussie rules on the telly. I'm ashamed to say we actually found ourselves getting quite involved.

By last night though we had managed to get a hold of the real thing as we watched Hearts dump Hibs out of the cup to the sounds of one extremely viciforous aussie woman distraught that the barman had switched the TV to soccer and was no longer showing the videos to the 80's songs being played on the jukebox. We all ignored her and eventually she went away. I tell you I feel so welcome in this country I really do.

Anyway between times we travelled the Great Ocean Road and stopped at the numerous limestone coastal formations including blowholes, arches, caves and gorges. The most famous being the 12 apostles. lots of old man of hoy style formations standing tall in just off the cliffs in the Southern Ocean waves. Although they are no longer twelve they are still an amazing sight with the huge waves of yesterdays swell crashingh against them.

We carried on via Cape Otway lighthouse and telegraph station and eventually ended up in Apollo Bay. Apollo Bay is a picturesque surf town and is obviously a hundred times busier in the summer. The summer seemed to end last week. The temperatures have plummeted to 19C or so. The cafe owner this morning described it as 'freezing'. I couldn't help but sit in my t-shirt and grin agreeably.

Anyway below is a photo of Dougal's plaque in Kangaroo Island, it says it all really.