Wilsons Promontory

Haven't posted in ages because I've had so much homework, and then I was hiking on Wilsons Promontory over the long weekend.

The ten of us stayed in Foster, at Fiona (the hike leader)'s grandma's house, on Friday night. We drove down to the Prom early Saturday morning, and set off for Five Mile Beach from the Five Mile Road carpark. It rained quite a bit at Saturday, but it had stopped by the time we got to Five Mile Beach. Me, Andre, James and George stayed set up camp at Five Mile Beach. The others decided they wanted to keep going on and camp at Johnny Souey Cove, even though they'd have to cross a lagoon at high tide, spend two hours travelling over rough, steep terrain, and it was getting dark.

Hardly slept at all that night. I did a bit though, because I had some dreams.

We met the others at Johnny Suey the next morning (we crossed the lagoon at low tide), and then we walked along the beach to Three Mile Point. From there we set out through the bush toward Three Mile Beach. The track was pretty ellusive, so we got lost, and ended up bush-bashing our way to the rocky coast, and rock-hopping the rest of the way to Three Mile Beach. I suggested that it would be easier to get back to Johnny Suey by rockhopping, so me and Andre and Fiona went back that way.

The second night we all camped at Five Mile Beach. There were these other people staying there, a guy and his son, so we got them to come and have tea with us because Suzie had cooked way to much food. There was an old couple staying there too, but whenever we tried to talk to the they just went, 'Hmph! Hmph!' and told us where our campsite was.

Yesterday we packed up all our stuff and walked back to the Five Mile Road carpark. We drove to Fiona and Caroline's parents farm, near Fish Creek, where Malcom had a conversation with their mum in New Zealish and Australian accented Japanese and the rest of us drank tea. Then we went back through Gippsland and Melbourne, to Ballarat.