Carol and I have embarked on a road trip. We headed off on Friday morning to Port Fairy. On the way we visited the 12 Apostles, Loch Ard Gorge and London Bridge. It was a glorious day and the carpark at the visitors centre was full to capacity. We enjoyed the view, took many photos and then headed off to Port Fairy. Throughout the drive Carol kept commenting on how straight the roads were and how few cars we passed. In the 3 1/2 hours we only passed about a dozen cars.
We stayed in a lovely little cottage in Port Fairy which was right in the centre of town. We thoroughly enjoyed checking out the shops, early morning walks on the beach (me), and sitting on the beach reading a book (Carol). The first morning we found ourselves a spot on the rocks right at the waters edge. It was lovely with the last trickle of each wave lapping over our feet. Carol had an aborted attempt at a swim - that water is ice cold. As we sat there chatting the ocean played a trick on us, as it often does, and sent a huge wave that washed up onto the rocks soaking us and our belongings. Lucky we had cameras in our hands and not in the bag we brought.
Saturday night we had fish and chips at The Wharf Commons. It was idyllic sitting outside under the strings of lights with the sound of the surf in background. Best fish and chips ever. Carol even decided she would ask for the manager and tell him so.