Travelling South

 We arrived at Mallacoota on Thursday 12/2/13 so we've been gone one week now although it seems a lot longer. We've now traveled approximately 500 kms.

Mallacoota is the most remote Victorian town. It's really gorgeous with the biggest caravan park I've ever seen. 700 sites in total and  it was probably three quarters full. I'd hate to be here when it's fully booked you'd be packed in like sardines.

Luckily we met some great neighbours to party with, George &  Jan and amazingly George used to live at Picnic Point too and he lived right next door to one of our best mates.

 Here's a few pictures of Mallacoota inlet. The beach was freezing but the water in the inlet was refreshing but a wonderful way to cool off.

 We spent three days at Mallacoota then off to Tylers Lake but fortunately when we stopped for ice the service station guy gave us some great local knowledge and told us Corringle Beach which was closer was far better. So change of plans Corringle Beach here we come.

What a top spot! We even had our own jetty.


We were the only ones there on our first day so that night we had the music pumping and the camp fire smoking!

Next day 4 caravans turned up within minutes of each other including some mates from Currarong, Sue and Trev.

Steve had given Trevor  dodgy directions so he had to go find them and lead them in, he'll be getting bagged for that for awhile to come!

 

We spent the next couple of days, fishing or at least trying to. One under sized bream tried to commit suicide while Steve was teaching me to cast.

Also plenty of bush walking, drinking, laughing, bike riding, drinking, laughing, swimming, drinking, laughing, relaxing, drinking, eating, laughing. You get my drift!

                                           How's this for fishing? Red wine in one hand just waiting for
                                                 the fish to jump on the line.

                                                   Trev and Steve checking out the waves.

                                       Sue, Trev and Steve on the beach opposite The Marlo Pub

                     This is my favourite picture of our wharf at sunrise.

 

                                                 A couple of more locals we bumped into.

 

Early Wednesday morning we take off on an overnighter  at Moe on the way to Phillip Island

It was extremely smoky from all the bushfires especially at Morwell where the open cut coal mine was still on fire and was expected to stay alight for weeks to come. The poor residents were 

really coping it. We're looking forward to a change of scenery but not so the winds and rain forecasted.