Travels on the Princes Hwy

Photos taken on 10 February 2008.
Port Fairy is a costal town located about 2 hours drive from my parent's place. On a sunny day, James and I drove along the Princes Highway on our way to Port Fairy. Along the way were many interesting sights, among them the Codrington Wind Farm. I toured this farm on two previous occassions, and on both occassions the owners provided an excellent commentary of their wind farm. Unfortunately, on this day, the farm was closed to the public.








It always amazes me that the cows that graze on the farm are not bothered by the noise made by the giant propellers. Believe me, the noise is huge!




The wharf at Port Fairy.



Tower hill Reserve, located near Warrnambool, was formed by a volcanic eruption some 30,000 years ago. The reserve is home to a variety of wildlife: emus, kangaroos and the elusive koala bears. In fact, this is the only place where I have spotted koalas in situ.





Kangroos are a common sight on the reserve.




Koala bears sleep an awful lot. The few times that I have seen koalas in the wild, all of them have been sleeping.

Travels on Great Ocean Rd

Photos taken on 9 February 2008.
In February 2008, James and I spent ten days visiting my parents in Australia. It was such a nice relaxing trip for both of us! My parents live in the southern tip of Victoria, close to the Great Ocean Road.


The rugged coastline along the Port Campbell area, home to the Twelve Apostles.




I have been down these steps many times. The steps lead to a small beach.


My mum found many treasures on this beach: shells, rocks and what-not.




Obvisouly, this beach is not for swimming. The currents are too strong and the waves are too dangerous when the tide is high. But, the space between the two limestone rocks does command an amazing view of the sun setting.




This is my favourite spot on the beach. I explored this cave many times when I was young. The air is cool and water would drip from the stalactites. Sadly, the entrance to the cave and the surrounding area have now been fenced off.






There used to be a limstone bridge connecting the little limestone formation (top right corner) to the mainland. Ironically the brdige was called 'London Bridge' and it collapsed in the early 1990s.

Travels at home

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of drought and flooding rains.

One morning, while I was still sleeping, my mum captured these photos on my camera. Look how beautiful her garden is! Home sweet home.