Tuesday, 22 April 2014

Day 11: Day trippers... to Lorne, Torquay and back to Point Lonsdale...


After a quick spa to get the morning off on a warm and fuzzy note, it was the big pack up as we had sort of let ourselves explode across the whole cabin – having had 3 whole nights in one spot! If we thought the car was full before, it is certainly crammed now as we now have some additional luggage (4 snorkel sets that we were given as part of our dolphin/seal swim tour and a whole lot of chocolate!) Never mind, the good old payload master got it all aboard and we set off for our day trip back to the Great Ocean Road, with the intent of actually seeing it in daylight this time! We tried to stop in at the Ripcurl Pro at Bells Beach, Torquay but didn’t get within cooee as the event was ‘sold out’ and they had roads blocked about 2 km’s out!!!! So much for us thinking it would be easy to get in today because there should be less people on account that the Victorian school holidays finished yesterday… well, weren’t we ever so wrong! Never mind… on we went all the way to Lorne where we visited Erskine Falls and got a great view of the coast and winding road from Teddy’s Lookout before stopping for lunch at the Grand Pacific Hotel. With the weather swinging between light showers and sunshine we opted to change our original plan of driving on to Kennett River to see the koalas and instead the boys took some time to throw the footy in the park and watch a surf school in operation… this certainly gave me a new appreciation for just how tricky Learne’s job would be trying to watch and teach so many novices at once! On our way back through Torquay we drove out to Bells Beach and found that the competition had finished up at about 1pm so we were able to wander through and look at the setup, the stage etc and even got to glimpse the surfers out practising for tomorrow (not that we could discern who was who – partly because they were simply blobs on waves from the distance we were at, but also because we don’t really know any of them visually – we only know some of the names!!!!). A quick stop for coffee and round the corner to the Quicksilver and RipCurl factory outlets where we picked up a wetsuit, beanie and thongs for Khi and a beanie for me… wish I had longer, I am sure we would have found more… not so sure we would have fitted it in, but heh, that has never stopped me before!

A short drive back and we checked in to the Point Lonsdale Guesthouse. Such a lovely old building and a nice welcome change from hotel style accommodation. Khi and I joined the hosts in the dining room and chatted to them while we ate the yummiest homemade potato, corn and bacon soup (Bryn and Mark weren’t hungry so they went to play Table Tennis). Peter (the host) and his brother who was visiting, had us in stitches as they quizzed Khi about his AFL prowess and gave him tips. Sue (the other host) showed me her latest shoe purchase for an upcoming wedding and kept her husband and his brother in check… just picture the Faulty Towers dining room and service bar combined and you will have a good idea of not only the setting, but also how it all went down… most entertaining!

It was then back to our room to catch up on the blog… yeah! Tomorrow we farewell the Bellarine and catch the ferry across to the Mornington Peninsula…. Chat soon…

Lorne - Erskine Falls



Can you spot the galah having lunch at the Grand Pacific Hotel?

Bells Beach- Torquay - Can you spot the surfers?








Day 10: Lets Go Surfing Now... Everyone is Learning How.....

Happy 6th Birthday Taleigha!

It was up and off to an early start… well, early for us at least… we met Learne, Dean and Tanner at their house at about 9.45 and got the grand tour of their amazing mini resort home complete with pool, spa, pool table, pin ball machine and even a drum kit! Khi’s eyes were popping from his head and within seconds he was asking if he could come and stay next holidays… certainly not shy our Khi!

We also got a look at their house plans which look amazing – hope they find a builder soon! After a quick catchup we set about getting organised for our surfing lessons… we were very fortunate that these guys have not only a great supply of wetsuits and surfboards but Learne’s friend Heather has even more (both Learne and Heather teach surfing)… so it wasn’t long before we were all decked out in nice warm wetsuits and found ourselves walking, boards in hand, onto the beach at Ocean Grove.

Once there, Learne very patiently set about giving us a lesson firstly on the beach and then out in the water…. Yes, again we braved the freezing sea which is actually quite hilarious as usually I consider myself an equatorial swimmer (you know, where the temperature of the ocean is about the same temperature as the air and so there is none of that awful – eke – yike- aarrgghhh – that goes on when your belly button is invaded by cold water)….but I was determined to have a go… so off we went. It is incredible how warm you actually get doing a bit of physical exercise whilst being shrouded in a full length wettie!

Bryn was a natural which didn’t surprise any of us as he usually picks up most sporting activities within a few minutes of trying… he was soon off solo catching waves all the way into the shore. Khi finally got up once he switched over to a fibreglass board, Mark got up on our big Kahoona foam board and I got up as far as one knee and one foot… just couldn’t quite get up to both feet! It was so much fun though and I am going to give it a go next time I have the opportunity. Both the boys loved it, so I think the next trip down to Jervis Bay is going to have to include a surfing trip to Caves Beach with Auntie Liz and Uncle Adrian!

After we'd had our fill (and filled our mouths with enough salt water!) we did the carpark change (much to Bryn’s chargrin) and had lunch at The Dunes cafĂ© which overlooked the beach where we had been out in the waves. A big hearty lunch of seafood paella, hamburgers, nacho’s and pancakes washed down with milkshakes, soda, pear cider, beers and a glass of red was perfect.

We wrapped up lunch just in time for the boys to get back to the house to watch the Cats play (Dean watching the AFL in the lounge room) and the Tigers play (Mark watching the NRL in the kitchen…I do need to note that Learne was pleased to see him in the kitchen and not in their bed which was the other option for TV viewing!!)

The kids headed for the spa with zooper doopers in hand and Learne and I headed into Queenscliff to check out the local art gallery and shops. The gallery is not huge but it has some amazing pieces in it. The slumped glass art is fantastic and I hope that one day Terrina and I will get down here to do a course with the resident artist - we have talked about it for a while - ever since Learne did her course and enjoyed it so much.

The other art that was just amazing was that by Emma Hack. Her work involves painting nude female bodies ‘into’ backgrounds which are usually her range of wallpapers. She then photographs the ‘scene’ and sells the prints. If you have seen the Gotye filmclip for ‘somebody that I used to know’ then you will have seen her work. Try googling her name and have a look - it is simply incredible and well worth the look – particularly try to find the ‘crashed car’ art (named body crash) which was a actually a whole lot of artists piled up on one another and painted to look like it had been crumpled in an accident. The image was used as part of a road safety campaign. Have a look on Youtube to see how it was done – amazing patience on behalf of the artist and the models!
After saying our farewells and thank you’s for such an incredibly fun and fulfilling day, we headed home and had a light dinner of bacon, eggs and fruit salad… with just enough energy left for a quick read and off to sleep!

Again, no pictures of our surfing adventures as they are on the waterproof camera and we can't download or upload them... but we will be sure to upload them once we get home.

 

Day 9: A Visit from the Bunny and a Swim with some Dolphins and Seals...


Bunny Day!..... aka Easter… aka Chocolate Breakfast Lunch and Dinner Day… aka…. Sugar high for all Day! Yes, the bunny found us all the way down here… which is pretty amazing since most days it is hard for us to remember where we are it has been such a busy holiday.  Taking advantage of having a decent kitchen we went all out and had a scrummy breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon before we drove down to the harbour for our 1pm adventure….. call us crazy but we were beside ourselves with excitement as we signed up for a dolphin and seal swim in the middle of the freezing cold Port Phillip Bay!

It was the first time that the boys had ever had full length wetsuits on and it was hilarious seeing them squirm and worm as they tried to squeeze their way into the tight suits. Once we all had flippers, snorkel and suits on the boat departed and headed straight out to Chinaman’s Hat which is where a colony of seals lives. It was all very rushed as we were trying to beat the tide. Those of us who felt confident jumped in off the boom net and drifted round to long ropes on the back of the boat to join the others who had got in from the back of the boat. The ropes were then set free and people were meant to kick together so that the rope could be attached to the pontoon where the seals were. The only problem was that all but 4 of us on our rope couldn’t really swim and so we soon found ourselves drifting fast in the current in the opposite direction to the seals (and a secure tie off point!). We were quite relieved when the guides swam over and took over so those of us who could swim could cut loose and swim over to the secured line. At first it was just amazing to be so close to such wild animals as they fought and whooped at each other, but it got 100 times better when they starting diving in around us and swimming up close and eyeballing us… FANTASTIC. At one stage I had about 6 around me, twirling and whirling… I was entranced totally until they came so close I could touch them and then a bit of panic set in (only slightly alleviated by bringing my hands in close to my side so they didn’t think they were little fish fingers!!!!).  The whole event, from diving in to absolutely freezing water to being surrounded by seals (and the occasional floating mass of seal poo), to swimming hard against the very strong current was an intense physical experience.

Once back on board the boat we warmed up with beanies on our heads and warm milo in our bellies. We then went looking for dolphins, dodging the large shipping vessels as we went and playing in the wake of the Spirit of Tasmania! Mariah (one of the guides) spotted a pod of dolphins and we set off in that direction. Once we got close, Bryn and I were one of the first to get towed off ropes hanging off the boom net and got to actually swim with about 4 dolphins – with the help of our mask and snorkel, we could look down and see them criss crossing and playing under and in front of us – again, so close you could see them looking at you and just about close enough to touch.

While others were having their turns, we sat on the bow of the boat and indulged as dolphins came to ‘race’ the boat and dive in and out of the bow wave. Almost in response to the boat engines revving, dolphins were slapping their tails on the water and then speeding in to play. At one stage three dolphins dived out of the water all at once – it was a Seaworld Kodak moment for sure but oh, SO much better as these dolphins are in their natural habitat and completely wild.

Once everyone had been given the opportunity to swim alongside the dolphins, it was time for a ride on the boom net and some people (including Khi and Bryn) had a turn at being dragged along on the tow lines while the boat was going fast… trying to do spins, swish from side to side and ‘dive like a dolphin’.

Once we had reached a good snorkelling spot and the boat was stationary, people got to jump off the top of the boat into the water… not so many people wanted to do that so Khi and Bryn got to have about 4 goes each. Many people then snorkelled but Mark and I chose not to as we were both too warm to want to get back in the cold water (and we figured that it wasn’t really going to compare to some of the other sites we have been like the Barrier Reef or Fiji)! - but the boys did… crazy things that they are –  so the honour of the family name was suitably upheld!
We had intended to catch up with Dean, Learne and Tanner for dinner but we were all so exhausted when we got back we got in touch with them and agreed to just meet up in the morning as we were surely going to be not so great company being so sapped! After nice warm showers we didn’t even want to venture out for dinner – not even to get takeaway – so instead we had a dinner of ham rolls and crackers with our yummo Apostle Whey cheeses before snuggling into bed.

Unfortunately most of our pics were taken on the waterproof camera which we forgot to bring the download cable for... but here are a few taken on our phone...





Day 8: Rocks, rocks, rocks, cheese, chocolate and some tree surfing...


A quick stop in at the Allansford Cheese Factory (the one we tried to visit yesterday) to sample the local produce… favourites were the vintage cheddar and rhubarb and raspberry pickle.

It was then off to the start of the Great Ocean Road. Having waited so long to do this trip, the anticipation was quite high.  As you can’t see very much from the road, we stopped in at some of the marked stops and did the short walks to the coast. After about the fifth stop the boys were over it… I guess that this was to be expected since when you are 9 and 12 the novelty of looking at big rocks and rugged coast would fairly easily dissipate!

We had a bit of a laugh when we visited London Bridge and then just a bit down the road we went to look at The Arch which looked peculiarly like the other side of London Bridge (just from a different angle)!!!!! Of all the stops it was probably ‘The Grotto’ that  was the most beautiful and where you got closest to the amazing formations. After traversing the bush path across to the coast, we walked down the stairs until we were close to beach level. From there you looked out to sea through a large oval hole which had formed in the rock. As the larger waves of each set crashed in, they washed water up and over the bottom edge of the hole into the pool of calm water. Simply amazing to see the contrast between forceful, powerful waves smashing against the rock to the calm waters swirling gently in the pool – all within metres of one another. I must note however, that as awe-inspiring as this vision of natural wonder was, it wasn’t long before Bryn was obtaining just as much enjoyment out of squelching handfuls of clay that he’d discovered in the embankment behind us….  By the time we left his hands were a nice hue of terracotta… and I once again sang the praises of baby wipes!
Upon reaching the world re-known 12? 8? 6? Apostles we were amazed at just how many tourists there were just at this one spot – particularly since up the road there were some amazing sites but with hardly anyone there.  Once again, the beauty and iconic significance was lost on the boys, but it was pretty amazing to see in real life. Luckily the sun came out for us so that we could see all the beautiful colours in the rock, and those earthy tones contrasted with the blues and whites of the foaming wild ocean and sky. Although there used to be 12 formations, and apparently there are now 8, it was a bit difficult to identify just how many apostles are left – not that it mattered.  When I asked the boys what they thought the 12 Apostles were I got some interesting responses such as ‘the first people to explore this area’ or ‘the first people to travel across Australia’… when prompted that it had something to do with religion I got ’12 gods’… you can see then why I am a little concerned about just how Khi is going to cope in the Catholic Secondary education system with such little religious knowledge, YIKES!

From Port Campbell we headed inland to do a bit of the 12 Apostles Gourmet Food Trail. First stop was G.O.R.G.E Chocolates which is a small family business run from a shed on their property. The European style chocolate was divine and we indulged in a dark chocolate mocha, white hot chocolate and dark hot chocolate as well as purchasing some small packs of dark chocolate, white chocolate raspberry licorice pieces and chocolate coated aniseed rings… we figured we had better get a little bit of chocolate onboard just in case the bunny doesn’t  find us tonight since we aren’t at home… The garden around the homestead was fantastic – a mix of veges intertwined with cottage garden. I had to take a few happy snaps it was so picturesque. It reminded me very much of Jude and Simone’s gardens which I am always in awe of!

A little further down the road we did a full cheese tasting at the Apostle Whey Cheese farm including recording which cheeses we all liked on our tasting sheet. We learned that about 5 of the cheeses we tasted all came from the base ‘gouda’ cheese. The smoked cheese was interesting as it is made using the smoke created by burning eucalypts and other local foliage so it had a distinct taste not dissimilar to the smell of campfire cooked food.  We purchased our favourites which were the Camembert, Blue and Garlic Gouda and then set off back towards the Great Otway National Park.  I was also impressed by the metal sculptures in the grounds of the cheese farm – reminds me of a mission I have to enrol in a metal sculpture/welding course… I will have to make sure that moves up the ‘to do’ list!
Our mission had been to do the Otway Fly Treetop Adventure but the information suggested it would take about 3.5 hrs if you wanted to do both the tree surfing and also ziplining. We thought we would just call in and have a look to see if we should try and come back early next week or to just do just tree surfing at a place on the other side of the harbour late next week (which doesn’t have ziplining). You can imagine our delight when we arrived at 3.10 to be told that they had put on a special zip tour at 3.15 and we could all get on….whoo hooo….the good old ‘Langridge Luck’ at work again heh?

We quickly paid, stashed our stuff into a locker, borrowed some enclosed shoes for me and convinced Khi he wouldn’t freeze in his shorts…. It was then into the briefing room to get fitted out with our harnesses and go over the safety features and rules… then before we knew it we were walking through the rainforest to and then climbing a spiral staircase to a platform 10m above ground and then ‘zipping’ in our harnesses across steel cables from cloud (platforms that circle a tree) to cloud at a height of 30m above the forest floor.  There were 8 cloud stations which gave us 6 ‘flights’ with the longest cable (thus flight) being about 120m long… very scary when initially getting off the cloud, but once you were away – how exhilarating! It was spectacular to be up so high, and once again, luck was on our side as the sun came out and the light filtering through the tall straight ghostly trees was breathtaking. There were also two suspension bridges which we traversed at our own speed which gave plenty of time to take in the sound of birds, the smell of the forest and all the lush green tree ferns and trees surrounding us. The guides were fantastic giving us the history of the forest and explaining how every structure had been built by hand including by treeclimbers that climbed adjacent trees and bounced at the top until they had enough of a sway up to reach and hang a rope from the tree chosen to have a cloud built on it . Once that initial rope was in place it was then used to hoist up the necessary building materials. An amazing feat of engineering.
I was so proud of us all – especially Khi who is not usually the biggest fan of extreme activities, particularly those involving heights! If you ever get the chance to do this, I would highly recommend it – very safe and very unique experience. Unfortunately because it was right on 5pm when we finished zipping we missed out on doing the tree walk but really, we didn’t feel like we had missed out as we had actually been up in the trees instead of just looking at them from a footbridge.

Feeling very energised, we bundled ourselves into the car and set of down the windy road to Apollo Bay. By the time we got there it was completely dark and completely packed out with people. We found a nice restaurant called Sandy Feet where we relished succulent steaks, vegetarian lasagne and crunchy almond chicken topped off with frothy milkshakes and a glass of shiraz for me!

After dinner we hit the road again, down the longest, windiest road I can recall… very famous route… you know it – yes, the Great Ocean Road… the only problem was it was pitch black so we couldn’t see a thing! Before long the boys and I nodded off and I was ever grateful for Mark getting us all the way to our accommodation in Queenscliff – safe and sound.

Check-in wasn’t so simple as they had left our cabin keys in a lock box but the gate pass didn’t work…. NOT what you need after such a big day. Luckily one of the managers was doing his late night rounds and was able to issue us with a new one. We were all happy to climb into bed and dream of our treetop flying adventure.

Great Ocean Road


 
 
 
12 -ish Apostles!
 










 
 
Apostle Whey Cheese Factory
 

 
 
G.O.R.G.E Chocolates




 
London Bridge
 
The Arch
 
The Grotto
 
Calm....
Bigger waves crashing through...


 
The Grotto - from above

 
 
Otway Fly