The morning started with a chill in the air, a reported 9 degrees, which is probably the first time we've been in single figure temperatures for a while. But, as they say in Victoria, if you don't like the weather wait 10 minutes, and true to form there was soon a bit of heat from the sun.
The Great Ocean Road was built after the First World War as a memorial to the soldiers, and a mighty fine memorial it is too. The huge sandstone cliffs have been carved away with pick and shovel (although I'm convinced they must have used explosives, or at least gone through quite a few shovels) to create what must be one of the finest tourist routes around. An attempt to find waterfalls proved futile, as there hasn't been too much rain recently. However there were scores of sulphur crested cockatoos flying around Teddy's Lookout in Lorne to keep us entertained, and even kangaroos in the distance to provide Dad with his first glimpse of them, although they were so far away we're not sure it really counts.