Waking up early, we started the day with an elaborate breakfast feast and headeda out back to the 12 Apostles for another view at their beauty in a different light. Today, the mist had disappeared and instead we saw low hanging clouds that allowed for some stray rays of sunlight to illuminate each boulder successively. Chasing the sunlight with our tour bus, we soon found ourselves basking in the warm rays despite the chilly winds raging around Loch Ard, the site of a famous shipwreck incident.
Fantastical boulders and even more fantastical boulders, we were walking along the different walking tracks to get the best views of the area and then a grand view on London Bridge, which, as we all know, had fallen down.
It still made for a great group photo and then we headed off for the Bay of Marters.
For lunch we had already reached the Grampians National Park and were joined by a family of Emus, who wanted their own pick. Hungry as we were, we didn’t allow this, of course.
(Also, don’t ever feed wild animals in OZ – otherwise they will no longer be wild. Makes sense, right?)
After a quick chase of the Emu Dad as well as a rather forlorn looking koala that, panicking from all the paparazzi like tourists, had to seek refuge in the wrong tree and thus had to do a climbing stunt in the tree tops, we hopped back onto the Groovy Grape Tour bus for a scenic drive around the Tower Hill Reserve and up to the Balconies.
A couple of silly as well as uber elegant (in my mind, at least) pictures later, we made our way all the way down and some more to the Mackenzie Falls.
I was super happy that I was able to go there since the last time I was here, they were closed off.
I didn’t know what I was missing, they were really impressive, cascading down incredible heights and over sublime rock formations in the mountain clefts. Adding to the general level of prettiness, a rainbow appeared at the base of the falls and who doesn’t love a rainbow?
At our night’s camp we became acquainted with more kangaroos, who were idly sitting around in the backyards of Halls Gap and not fazed much by our camera shutter sounds. In serious need of recharging our batteries (both metaphorically as well as literally), we headed back to our bungalows and devoured our Pasta Bolognese with rapture and then immediately slowing down the wifi when every single tour participant pounced on it.
Good thing I stayed up late when everybody was headed for bed. Bad thing was getting up after only 4 hours of sleep.
The things I do for keeping you updated so that you can come along on my adventures. ^^
This diary is part of my near month long trip with Groovy Grape Tours towards and through Australia’s heart.