We have just returned from the Great Ocean Road and the three rainiest days Australia has seen in years. The four of us, Rob, Jill, Richie (a friend of ours from camp), and myself spent most of the last three days in a 1963 Holden Special. Holden is the GM equivalent in Australia. Our sweet ride came tricked out with two bench seats, one side view mirror, and a column shifter with three gears. Rob and I both spent some time behind the wheel which was both fun and terrifying at the same time. Driving on the other side of the road takes a lot of concentration; Rob equated it to learning to drive all over again.
These are just a few of the flies we made friends with.
The 1963 Holden Special, complete with a surfboard for that added beach look.
We ventured out of the car in the middle of a storm to see the 12 apostles only to learn that there are only six or seven left. The rest have fallen into the ocean over the last few years. It was cloudly, raining, and really windy but we tried to imagine what they might look like on a sunny day.
Three of the 12 apostles. We think they are Mark, Matthew, and Thomas. We think the one in the front that crumbled was Judas.
The cave we hid in during the rain marathon.
On the way back we stopped off at a waterfall that resembled a scene straight out of Jurassic Park. This was right after our koala sighting competition. I think Rob won. He was pretty proud.
Jurassic Park.
Bad hair day?
A section of the Great Ocean Road. They film car commercials here. Zoom Zoom.
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