Our accommodation at the Fish Ck Hotel/Motel.
This is a Drop Bear Warning Sign. Hans was unphased and bravely agreed to continue despite the clear warnings.
Tidal River, the main camp area at Wilson's Prom. Wilson's Prom is the second oldest national park in Australia and the southern most point of the main continent. It's one of my favourite places on the planet but after recent heavy raisin most of the walks were closed.
http://parkweb.vic.gov.au/explore/parks/wilsons-promontory-national-park
The main beach at Tidal River is Norman Beach on Norman Bay. I twas about 22°c this day with a bit of a breeze. This little boy was still enthusiastic enough to run up to us and say "Hey" but nothing else! It was really cute. :-)
This is a trail left by a small shelf fish...remarkably it is in the shape of Australia..without Tasmania. Stupid shell fish couldn't even draw Tassie.
We walked to the end of Norman Beach and checked out the rocks. Mt Oberon in the background.
Tidal River.
Tidal River.The oranger is a kind of algae.
Tidal River. The dark water is from the tannin from trees.
Crossing Tidal River, Mt Oberon in the background covered by clouds.
Hans amused by the name "Lilly Pilly Gully". Try saying THAT after a few shots of bourbon.
A burnt out tree on the Lilly Pilly Gully walk with Hans wondering where all the fauna of Australia was. We hadn't seen much wildlife at this point. although it does tend to come out at dusk. By this stage we saw a wallaby, a snake, plenty of cockatoos, rosellas and corollas.
Squeaky Beach and a local.
Hans at Squeaky Beach obviously deep in thought that this is the place I want my ashes scattered sometime in the very, very, very distant future.
Squeaky Beach Rocks.
Hans wondering if we rate going to do any more walking today...his ankle was complaining to management at this point.
A diversion to Sandy Point...we both loved this sign! Also saw an emu on the way out of The Prom.
The road ended right on the beach! Never seen that before. There was one other vehicle there apart from us.
Hans pretending that the steering wheel is on the same side as Europe :-)
Support for the local football team in the Fish Ck Hotel.
And at the end of the day after a meal of Barramundi (a tasty white fleshed fish from the Top End of Australia) Hans knocking back a few deciding if he should watch the world darts championships or the greyhound races from Warrnambool. Tough choice!
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