Day 5 (right?) - Here Comes the Sun...and the Twelve Apostles

What to do when you get up around 5:30 every morning?  Walk the beach and watch the sun rise.  Wait for it....

And... we're waiting...

Still waiting...

Still walking....

Time to stop and watch....

My picture of the moonrise last night didn't do it justice, hope these of the sunrise are better...

Sunshine on my shoulders and my wife...and my Barmah hat....

Tommy, if you are reading, you'll see in the picture above that I didn't forget my binos this morning.  And, no, I didn't use them to look at the Sun.

Off to see the Twelve Disciples later in the morning.  More driving through the Otway Forest, as we are going up and down and all around, Rene wonders were the Great Ocean Road is.  We're on it.  I got a map and have gone back to reading and relying on road signs.

An hour and a half later, we reach the outlook for the Twelve Apostles and find the first chink in the Australian armor, they apparently have a math problem.  There are only eight monoliths.  Seriously, erosion has covered four of them.  Last century, they were called the Sow and Piglets.  The Twelve Disciples, even if you can only see eight, is more fitting with their majesty.  Looking back to the mainland, they reminds us of the Cliffs of Moher, except we have limestone instead of siltstone and shale in Ireland.   We took about 800 pictures and have attached 742 of them.  Enjoy.

Lucky for you, the Australian math deficit has hit the Seabaughs.  It is an incredibly beautiful sight and Miss Motion Sickness was a great sport to tough it out and make the trip.  But she did put her foot down and said she had enough of the Great Ocean Road.  It wasn't a good idea for me to ask her which one.

So, off we went to farm country.  No one lane roads today, but narrow, two lane highways with no shoulders.  On our way back to Melbourne, we stopped in Colac.  As we drove through the main road, it reminded me a lot of Cape Girardeau when I was growing up.  We stopped in the old town square, had lunch at a Greek deli, and after ordering a Souvlaki wrap and spying the cooler, I borrowed the line from the Stranger in one of the great all-time movies, The Big Lebowski,  and asked the proprietor, "Say, friend - you got any more of that good sarsaparilla?"  He sure did.  Tasty treat from Tasmania.

Back to Melbourne and the Parkroyal at the airport.  Off to Cairns, then to Port Douglas to see The Great Barrier Reef.

Cheers!