Melbourne and Port Fairy

What is the collective noun for a group of wallabies?  It’s a mob, a mob of wallabies, that’s tickled me all day, especially after furtling around an island taking pictures of the mob. 

We’re at Port Fairy, the last bit of coast before we head inland to the Grampian Mountains and the wine region. Quiet day today spent most of it ambling around bits of coast, and “lookouts”, along quaysides, not doing very much, but both feel shattered.

Is this the longest boat slip in the world?

Great name for a pub – shame it was shut.

Sad to leave the coast it’s been spectacular, quiet but obviously gets busy at the height of the season.  That said there is so much stuff here that has tourist potential its hard to believe that it hasn’t been developed in any way. We reckon that there simply aren’t enough tourists to go around to make development worthwhile which says more about the amount of things to see rather than a lack of tourists – probably a good thing really – it leaves miles and miles of unspoilt coast and land.

The other thing we’ve noticed is how few boats there are around here, even the little harbours and towns we’ve stopped in have few boats and even less real ones with flappy bits of sailcloth to play with; and we’ve only seen one ship on the horizon in the last 4 days – probably shows how remote this place is nowadays.  Most of the towns seem to have had their heyday in 1890’s during the whaling and seal hunting days, then clung on until tourism gave them new hope in 1930s.