We’ve spent more of today meandering along the Great Ocean
Road, seeing more and more fantastic beaches and rock cliffs and formations.
The towns along the road are quaint; small and very local.
Thoroughly enjoying wandering along the coast, we ended up
at a place called Peterborough, having already driven past Torquay, Anglesea,
Casterton(!) and Dunkeld(!!). This place
is very 70’s and quiet, one shop and one pub, may be 50 houses. It must survive on the summer trade.
Say what you mean.
We’ve found this part of Australia somewhat disorientating,
the beaches are definitely like the Algarve coast of Portugal but bigger and
longer.
We’ve driven inland and we’d come across a really English
pastoral scene; picturesque fields, great cattle grazing by the stream, only
when you re-focus you realise that the field is 2000 acres not 20, the stream
is a full blown river and there’s a red and white parrot sat on the fence. As I said before “Same, same, but different”.
Yet another bird we’ve never seen before
Going further along the coast tomorrow before swinging inland
into the Grampians – wine and hill country. When we rang to book the YHA at
Halls Gap in the Grampians they told us not to arrive too late as we’d risk
running into a kangaroo on the roads at dusk”
I particularly liked the 'roo's hat...
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