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Published: March 20th 2013
Marg and Rob both have observed (as escaped Kiwis) that Ausies love to abbreviate names, places, etc. The Prom is just another we have learned fron the locals at 'Thaggi.
Today we traveled south eastfrom Wonthaggi down to Wilsons Promontary, or the Prom. The Country side is rolling cattle country, and after Victoria's hot dry summer, the pasture was very dry looking. Not sure what the cattle were eating, but I saw one long necked beast solve the problem by reaching through the fence and helping it self to hay from a hay bail in the stack.
We drove through a little town on the way called Fish Creek. Saw the creek, and I doubt any self respecting fish would set up home here.
The Prom is a lage national park, and its point is the southern most point of the Australian Continent. The road into the park is really good, easy driving crossing the more mountanous ridges a couple of times. The promontory is quite different to the adjoining land as it rises much higher than anything around.
Yesterday we featured the seaward side of Phillip Island and the heavy surf. Today, we enjoyed a complete
contrast. Our first stop was Whisky Bay. We didn,t need any whisky to make this beach look beautiful. It is magnificent. There are two bays that are only separated by a small rocky outcrop, and when viewed from high on the hill, there would be this horseshoe shaped bay about half a kilometer with golden sand and aquamarine to dark blue surf gently rolling onto the foreshore.
Frankly, the camera barely does justice to this peaceful coast.
After an early lunch stop, we proceeded south to Squeaky Bay. The sand here was brilliant white, and when contrasted with the orange tinged rocks, makes for a calendar like view, except you are standing right in the picture.
Off the coast is a quaintly shaped island which we named The Turtle. The turtle would need to have a very long neck mind you, but you will see the idea. The scarred rock faces really intrigue.
On one of the beaches there was a rock formation like a giants knuckle.
We drove on south to Tidal River. There is a good campinmg ground here run by National Parks or Parks Victoria, not sure which. There was a large
school camp in. They have a separate area away from the general public, and only a few hundred meters from Norman Beach. Another great spot.
In the evening we went to the local pub and officially celebrated Mary and David's 47th wedding anniversary, right on the day, and a slightly early celebration of Rob's birthday. We enjoyed a beautiful greek lamb dish on a rissotto bed. Filling and more extravagent than MH cooking.
When desserts were delivered, Marg and I had a strawberry wich chocolate hart decoration on top. I was trying to lift my heart off to give to Mary when it broke and looked more like a stethascope. Anyway, the waitress took Mary & Davids desserts away and dressed them with strawberries and chocolate hearts to much applause and appreciation. The evening finnished after the obligatory 'You may now kiss the bride' photo was taken It is on Davids camera, so now secreted away.
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