As previously noted, the towering rock stacks along the Great Ocean Road are in the constant process of being shaped by the waves. In the morning, we visited London Bridge, which had formerly been a double arch. In 1990, two journalists, a man and a woman, were out on the rock formation exploring, when one of the arches collapsed into the sea requiring a rescue by helicopter. Neither of the journalists were injured, but they fabricated a story about the incident exposing an affair between them.
We made our way to Warrnambool where we stocked up on food for lunch and then went to the Tower Hill Reserve. Tower Hill sits in a caldera created by a volcanic eruption that occurred 35,000 years ago. People come to Tower Hill to catch glimpses of wildlife. There we saw several kangaroos and emus.
From Tower Hill, we headed to the north into an area that became increasingly less populated and eventually into some mountains jutting up sharply from the earth. This is the Grampians (or Gariwerd according to the Aboriginies), a dramatic mountain range with lots of opportunities for hiking and admiring flora and fauna. We took a few hikes from the Wonderland car park.
That evening, we retired to our hostel, but took some time to watch about twenty kangaroo who come down to Halls Gap’s baseball field. Apparently, they enjoy munching on the grass there and watching the locals play ball.
In the drive from the ocean up to the Grampians, the landscape changed dramatically. The lush forests near the ocean gave way to a more rugged, jagged terrain that seemed to belong to a more ancient time. Australia never ceases to impress me with its natural beauty.