Tuesday, 9 October, 2012 Great Ocean Road
The
wonderful Bob Laslett drove me to the Nunawading train station at 6:45 am. I
caught the train into the city. I had to catch a bus for the Great Ocean Road
tour at 7:45 outside a hostel in the city. I got into the city - panicking a
bit when my train went the opposite direction around the city loop. It went to
all the same stops, though, thank goodness.
I hopped off the train at the Southern Cross Train station
to walk about five minutes down the street to get to my stop. Unfortunately,
coming into the train station from the other direction got me all turned around
inside the station. I got out of the building trying to figure out how to get
the correct direction.
I stood
there panicking for about five minutes (and I only had ten until the bus was to
leave). I called my daddy and his omniscient GPS workings. I made it to the bus
stop (Thanks, Daddy!).
However,
the buses that stopped in front of my bus stop were all from different
companies! I was struggling to stay calm when a guide came around the corner
and asked if I was Megan - Haha! Perfect! It turned out they parked on the
other side of the building. I hopped on the very, very full bus (24 people in
24 seats) and set off.
We
headed out to our first stop, Campbell's Beach! Our tour guide (Campbell)
started telling us about the Melbourne Zoo, and he answered a question that has
been burning Kylen and my brains for about....three months.
The
elephants all around Melbourne are large sculptures of elephants with crazy
designs and patterns and colours. Campbell told me that the elephants were
placed to commemorate 100 Years of the Melbourne Zoo. Whew - makes me feel
better to know.
The
Great Ocean Road is divided into three different areas; the surf coast, the
green coast, and the shipwreck coast. Our first stop was a short one in
Campbell where at the edge of the woods we found a herd/group of grey
kangaroos! It took me quite a quite to actually see them off in the distance,
but I got some distant pictures of Wild Kangaroos! Pretty exciting start to the
day:)
We piled back on the bus and headed toward Bell's Beach - a perfect place
for surfing! We also had morning tea (supplied by the company) and took some
fabulous pictures on the spectacular day (weather was BEAUTIFUL all morning).
After about fifteen minutes we hopped back onto the bus and headed to the great
Great Ocean Road Sign.
There's
a huge sign and statue commemorating the men who built the road right at the
start of the GOR proper.
After
WWI, the soldiers came back from war, and the War Committee put them to work
building the road. Seem s a bit rude to me, but apparently it was pretty
therapeutic for those men coming back from the war.
After
taking some silly pictures there, we headed toward Lorne - stopping off
periodically to take some pictures and look at the beautiful coast.
Lorne
was acute little beach town with pretty
views. A really interesting thing about Lorne is that it's the home of the Pier
to Pub crawl. Three decades old, it's a tradition in which a group of people
jump off the pier, swim across the bay, run into a pub, and skol (chug) a beer.
The
beer part of this practice has been phased out, as there were 2,000
participants in the Pier to Pub Swim this year. It is a big event in the area,
if not outside of Lorne.
Next we
headed toward a little caravan park called Koala Point (or something akin)
where we walked around the wooded area. We actually saw five of six koalas
floating around in the trees. Most were sleeping, but one was feeding and
moving around quite a bit! I actually got a video, but it was on my phone, so
it wasn't too great. But that was definitely pretty fun to see.
We next
went on to Apollo Bay, where we had lunch at a pretty great Greek Restaurant.
People said the other stuff was good too, but I got a fabulous salad. The food
was nice at the restaurant, but the ice cream down the road was magical! They
made their own and had very original flavours including Vegemite (which I did
NOT try). I got a safe double scoop, one of vanilla, and one of mandarin, and
had a wonderful creamsicle ice cream cone!
After
lunch, Campbell took us to Otway National Park and we went on a beautiful
temperate rainforest walk. Since most forests here are gum forests, that dark
brown of trunks and deep green leaves that I'm use to are much more rare. I
felt very at home there, even more so than in the Blue Mountain rain forest.
At the
tail end of our walk, it had started to drizzle, and when we took off for th 12
apostles, it was beginning to actuallly rain.
In
general, I don't mind the rain - I like it, even - but I'm generally not trying
to look at one of the wonders of the world. It was very, very wet and windy. In
fact, I convinced myself and a fellow tourist (Gavin, from wales) to buy
ponchoes - mostly to protect my camera. The rain, I am sure only fell upon us
because I didn't bring my rain coat. That morning the weather was promising
(even at 6:45), and so I chose the other jacket, much to my dismay.
The 12
Apostles is a misnomer, first of all. Not only are there not twelve, but they
look nothing like apostles, and it is not a religious monument in the least.
They are impressive, thouhg. Beautiful orange and yellow limesotne formations
raising out of the (today) very rough waves. When looking back at the cliffs
themselves you'll see the same gold and sunset layers in the ground on which
you are standing. My british friend and I took turns taking photographic proof
for each other as evidence of our attendance at the National Monument. We stood
more grimacing than smiling on the edges of the lookouts. ALthough you couldn't
see more than about 100 meters out to sea, the rain hadn't quite blotted out
the rocks we were there to admire.
After
we had taken enough proof, we trudged
back to the bus to find the previous (and better) name for the 12
Apostles: "The Sow and Piglets". I think the experience would have
been less miserable is I knew I had been looking at bacon.
Our
next stop was the also Iconic London Bridge. Unfortunately, London Bridge in
Australia has fallen down, and
there's quite a story to go with it.
Firstly, London Bridge is another limestone rock formation
in the shape of a bridge with two arches. Prior to 1990, it looked like this:
Now, it looks like this:
Campbell
told us the story of the day London Bridge fell.
It was
a Tuesday, so the Bridge wasn't particularly crowded. There were only two
couples on it. (Before it fell, tourists were allowed to go out and stand on
it!). The couples chatted for a bit and one of the them decided to come in.
Almost immediately after they had crossed the closer of the two arches, they
all heard a deep rumbling sound, and then a huge splash as one of the huge
archways crumbled away and fell into the surf below. I can't imagine the
astonishment and then panic of the couple still standing and now stranded on
the outer arch.
Fortunately,
one couple was already on solid ground. After talking to the stranded two, the
others jumped into their car and headed for the nearest town (Apollo Bay) which
was almost two hours away.
When
the couple finally found a pay phone, they called 000 (Australia's equivalent
of 911), through which they found there was only one helicopter designated for
rescue services, and it would be around eight hours before it would make it to
the London Bridge. However, the 000 operator was smart and quick on his feet.
He called the Channel 7 News, and told them about the 'story' on the terms that
they take the helicopter out and rescue the couple. Channel 7 jumped on it!
However, being a news agency, they did some circles around the rock and terrified
couple perched atop it before actually picking them up. So naturally, they were
a little ticket, and didn't want to do an interview. The man originally said he
didn't want to because he had called in sick from work. Ha! Campbell went on to
tell us that it came out later that the couple was having an affair.
After
telling us that part, Campbell said, "Okay, that was a lie. Lots of rumors
circulated, but they were just a married couple out on the Great Ocean
Road." Not sure about taking a sicky though, that may have been true.
Then we
drove the two hours in the dark in dumping rain, and I desperately tried to
fall asleep on the wet, sticky, smelly, and bumpy bus. Overall, it was a grand
day and tour!
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