So I just got back from a little place called The Great Ocean Road. And it was pretty darn Great.
Me and my fellow road trip buddies set off in our rented car late Friday afternoon all bushy-tailed and bright eyed, equipped with camping gear – albeit limited camping gear – snacks and more importantly, a cheeky bottle(s) of wine.
With darkness approaching, we found a campsite in Anglesea and set up for the night. We all piled into one tent and sat around our piles of snacks and wine munching away and gradually getting sleepier by the minute. We retreated to our respective tents and squeezed inside and fell asleep listening to the sound of the wind and the sea and in my case, the sounds of some pretty hefty snores coming from my tent buddy. Just adding to the camping experience…..
We awoke the next morning ready and excited for the day.
But then we looked at the sky.
The grey grey sky stretching for miles which threatened rain and oozed general misery. Fab. What a good start.
We set off and alas, the rain came. Our first few stops comprised of soggy views and soggy feet but to be fair, if in the rain the views looked like they did, can you imagine what it would look like with blue skies and dazzling sunshine? We decided to see the silver lining of the rainy situation – I mean we are road tripping down the Great Ocean Road. We shouldn’t really complain. There are worse things we could be doing.
We gradually made our way up to the 12 Apostles and by that time, the rain had stopped and the skies had cleared up oh so slightly. The 12 Apostles are a defining feature of the Great Ocean Road’s landscape so of course some obligatory tourist photos were in order. Because if you don’t take photos and put it on social media, did you even go there?
Rather than setting up camp there, we decided to start driving back down to Apollo Bay so that we would have more time in the morning to check out the things we missed at the start of the Road because of the rain. Upon arriving at Apollo Bay, we took our tired and freezing limbs to a local pub where we enjoyed a well deserved beer and some pizza. That went down very well, I’ll tell you that for nothing.
We found a cheap campsite and quickly set up our tents like the camping pros we are before retreating to the car to drink wine and eat crisps and talk about life. And of course scare ourselves silly by looking into the darkened trees and convincing ourselves there were people standing in them. Thanks for that Beth. We eventually admitted defeat and took ourselves to our tents and settled down listening to the fierce sounds of the waves which honestly felt like they were about to rip through the tent walls. Rather cosy sounds though, the sounds of waves is one of my favourite sounds. See? Silver lining.
We left bright and early the next morning eager to check out the areas we missed out on before we had to return the car. We were happy to see that the sun had decided to make an appearance and there was even a sprinkling of blue skies peeking out between the clouds. We set off happy and excited and marvelled at the beautiful beautiful beaches which looked like they had come straight from a holiday catalogue. After a brief stop for breakfast in a cute little cafe by the Wye River to fuel up and prepare for more Ocean Road antics, we continued on our journey.
We caught up on the Erskine waterfall, more amazing beaches, the Great Ocean Road sign and a trip to the golf course in Anglesea to see the kangaroos. The kangaroos which were oh so laid back but also rather menacing at the same time.
The Great Ocean Road is definitely worth a trip. With great company, amazing views, good music and sufficient wine and food, there’s not a lot that can go wrong. Even if it does rain and the skies are grey, there’s still some stunning views which are pretty hard to forget.
Can we go again please???