Woke up to a quiet and cold room in Apollo Bay. After lying in bed
for a while I got up and went to have some breakfast. Rather
challenging when they give you butter and jam, but no one can find
the bread (the others and me plundered the fridge in the end, not
knowing who it belongs to).
Left Apollo Bay and saw
the hilly country surrounding it, so I went on a bit of an
exploration tour. Melbourne, my next destination, was close enough,
being only a meagre 200km away, so I had time to explore. Drove up
the hillside, strangely reminded of twisting paths in the Dolomites,
if not as high. Arrived at the top and had good views over Apollo Bay
and the Bass-Straight sea. Was still overcast and windy, but I had a
nice warm car.
Halfway up a wallaby
decided to hop on the road and there where Galahs (parrots) here and
there. Getting a bit to far in to the hills I diverted and drove back
down to get on to the Great Ocean Road again. Then it was along the
twisting roads, being chased by a painted VW bus along a bit of the
way and trying not to get squashed by tour buses coming along the
opposite side of the road. Last time had been emptier of cars, but
then again you could see nothing except the road in the dark. Passed
through burnt forests, past rocky and sandy beaches and cliffs and
along dead gumtrees. Fact with the gumtrees is that the Otways are
known in Australia to have massive problems with Koalas. They breed
up and eat the trees so fast they starve themselves after a while and
the trees die from not having any leaves.
Arrived in Lorne where
a lot of activity was going on. As it turned out the lifesavers of
the surrounding coasts were having a competition with their zodiac
boats. When they shot out at sea to drive around some boys and pick
someone up, they sometimes hit the waves so fast they just went
flying up in to the air. The complete boats just up and left the
water with the propellers spinning in the air. Before long my stomach
started saying it was hungry, so I left the spectacle and went to a
fish and chip shop for some lunch.
Then further along the
Road, through Anglesea to Geelong. In Geelong I had a bit of fun
getting used to city driving again but after that the highway to
Mebourne went nice and smooth. That was until I reached Melbourne
itself and crossed the Westgate Bridge. Once you pass the bridge
things just go mayhem. Think of a spaghetti plate and then transfer
that to the road network in Melbourne city. Subsequently I went
around in circles sometimes and got so feed up I went in to a park
house and called around the hostels from there. Found one outside the
city in Collingwood, in the eastern parts of Melbourne. Turned up and
parked my car in the street in front of the hostel, prior to going in
and getting a permit for me to stay there. Got fast internet
(relatively) and went shopping for some dinner, after which I watched
a chess match between a French guy and a German and had a chat.
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ReplyDeleteYour blog brings back very happy memories Max! :)
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