Holiday report

Two Fridays ago we went to Pomonal, near Halls gap, for Carly's 40th birthday party. They have 500 acres out  there, and we camped on their block, and just generally hung about, had a bon-fire and enjoyed the company of friends old and new. 

On brand, the only photo I got was of their sheep, which they let wander around, and one of them came and sniffed my hand!

Then, on Sunday around lunch time Skip and Bee dropped us on the third last day of the Grampian Peaks Trail, exactly where my parents picked us up this time last year.  Off we trotted, through the wonderful bushlands to camp - where we were the only people in the campsite. We knew it was going rain that night, so we ensured all our gear was under cover, and enjoyed the sound of the rain in the night.

We didn't expect it to keep raining all the next day! Apparently that day has amazing views, but we got a lot of mist.

 We didn't know for sure whether there was a shelter at the next and final camp site and was very relieved when there was.

 I'd like to re-do that final stretch on a clearer day. Actually, I'd like to do the whole 13 day hike in one trip, rather than over three years like we did this time.

On day three we hiked into Dunkirk, the end of the GPT and caught a bus to Warrnambool, a sea side town I used to go to when one of my friends was dating someone who went to uni there - back when I was 21!

It was great. We stayed in a gorgeous little air-b-n-b apartment, visited the hot springs, ate a lot of good food, went for not one but two runs, hung out in a mixed wine / bar and disco with the best wallpaper ever.

We watched the waves, and slept and read and knit. It was so relaxing and lovely. I'll be back later int eh week to tell you what I read and what I knit, and how the knitting nearly went very, very wrong.