Monday

Woke this morning to the sound of kookaburras and corellas squawking in the trees To remind us that we are not at home. There was no supermarket open in Cann River last night to get our fruit and yoghurt for breakfast so got on the road early. Headed for Orbost, Lakes Entrance, which is only one entrance from the sea to a large lake system. Bairnsdale and then Sale where we stopped and found a supermarket, a car wash to wash all the quick lime off the bikes after going through some roadworks. Sale is the gateway to eastern Victoria, the Gippsland Lakes, 90 mile beach and the mountains.

Then we headed to Yaram (a small country town) and Foster. Before Foster getting into dairy farming territory and out on the peninsula to Wilson Promontory National Park lots of large scale farms.

Rode from Foster out to Tidal River which has the most south eastern point of mainland Australia. Couldn't get right there on the bikes as it was a long walking track. It is called Wilson Promontory national park and there are camping areas, lots of different walking tracks, fantastic beaches, spectacular rock formations, panoramic views over the ocean and cool fern gullies. Emus, kangaroos and wombats roam the park. We had one kangaroo hop across in front of us and another just sitting on the side deciding whether it was going to go across the road or not. They have different forms of accommodation at Wilsons Promontory in the form of cabins, lodges, wilderness retreats or camping.

During the day we traveled through rainforests, pine forests, through smoke where they are burning off the fueling vegetation, burnt of forests that looked like the trees just had creepers growing in the dead trees. You could see river flats that have recently been flooded. A really old wooden bridge over a river silt flat dairy farm, that would have gone on for about 700-800 metres.  The dairy farm looked like it was operating to a good standard.  Maize crops that grow not a big as a home, dairy farms with Kikuia (spelling) then further on you could see that the farms were working better with rye grasses and chicory.

All the warnings of kangaroos, wombats, cows, sheep, emus running across the road, I had one run right in front of me running running running across the road, no warning about this one, just a little mouse running for its life.

Rode back from Tidal River to Fish Creek, to Meeniyan to stop the night at Leongatha. On looking at the map later we could have cut across further toward the coast. Never mind. We will head back toward the coast tomorrow.

Crimson rosella eating biscuits

a crow squawked and he got a fright

The Entrance

view at Tidal River