Tuesday, November 21, 2006
The weather really changes during the day. Setting of from Cowes on Phillip Island
it's bright and sunny 29°C. We cross the bridge to San Reno, and we're
in thick mist at 19°C.
Robin and Robyn live in Mt Eliza, on the Mornington Peninsula, almost
in the clutches of Melbourne. We have a good natter, salad, and sketch
out an itinerary for our next few days.
We're in a sweltering 34°C in Mt Eliza.
take the Sorrento to Queenscliff Ferry that crosses the mouth of Port
This is the shortest time I've ever boarded and got underway on a
ferry. We park and get out of the car - the boat has already left the
dock. No hanging about!
16:00 sailing takes 40 minutes. The crossing is calm.
On the water the
temperature falls - now it's 21°C.
Golden Chain guide seems to come up trumps again.
My traveling companion, who is now a Gold Link Club member, is
delighted with the motel stamps he's collecting - and the
10 % discounts!
I'm skeptical about such incentives, but concede that the motels are "not too bad"
and you know what you're going to get.
Motel is on the road out of Torquay almost in Anglesey. The proprietor
bemoans the drought: her damn has dried up!
An oasis in the mundane
evening, now there's a strong wind (30°C) blowing up the sand. Walking
on the beach is not too comfortable.
Torquay is a non-descript place. "Suburbia by the sea" is how one
guide book describes it.
Finding an appealing place to eat was difficult. Just as we were to
give up, we stumble on a very good Spanish restaurant, the Flamenco
Cafe Restaurant, an oasis in the mundane.
Overnight, strong gales blow the poor proprietor's roses bushes over.
What with her dried up damn, she's not having a good time.
All images © N G Hubbard November 2006