Wilson's Prom

A couple of weeks ago we went to Wilson's Promontory, which nobody can say and so everyone just calls it Wilson's Prom. It was brilliant! It felt so good to get out of the city and sleep in the tent and the car again and cook random food whilst trying to keep 1000 bugs out of the pan.

We couldn't camp at the park because it was the height of the season so we stayed for one night in a village called Loch... not much to say about it as everything was closed (even the pub!) and we didn't see anyone there at all. We drove 20 minutes to the nearest town to buy some beers for the night :) and we camped beside a cricket ground.

The next day we went to the park and saw lots of amazing beaches. I mean, AMAZING. All day I kept saying "but look at the colour of that water!!" I couldn't get over it. It looked like the beaches you see in adverts for tropical islands.

Darby Beach all to ourselves

Look at the colour of that water!!!

I even got into the sea...

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That night we slept just outside the park in the car.

Reliving my youth

The next day we went back to the park and hiked up a mountain! It was feckin roasting but when we finally made it to the top we got a 360 degree view of all the beaches and the forest.

Unfortunately we couldn't enjoy it for long because there were these huge flies up there that kept biting me! OMG WORST THING EVER!! After all that effort I couldn't even sit down and enjoy it because of these damn flies. Apparently they are called March flies and are also known as horse flies. They slash at you to cut you open, then spit their saliva into the wound to make sure the blood keeps flowing and then they just lap it up. Vile.

The other weird thing at the park was we kept hearing this really loud noise. It sounded like aliens might have landed close by and were trying to transmit signals into our brains!! Just as I was about to don my tin foil helmet, a park ranger told us it was an insect called cicada. This is what it sounds like:

So, we had a great time but it was nice to get home and enjoy the air conditioning and real beds. Here are another few pictures from the trip.

We thought these signs were really funny - how could you get all the way to Wilson's Prom without realising they drive on the left here?! Until I was driving around a corner and found a van heading towards us on our lane! Bloody tourists.

Watch out for kangaroos pooing birds

This weekend we are moving to a new flat! And next week the weather is back up to the 40s.