Fourth Leg - Wilson's Prom to Phillip Island

Leaving Wilson's Prom on day 13 was much easier than entering. It earlier in the morning and so it was cooler, we were fresh and keen for the ride, not fifty km into a gruelling day, and there were no anger filled p-plater's to deal with. Not all of us found the lunchtime destination with ease. Jules and Danene turned up to the wrong beach and had to take their bikes off road proper by riding on the sand for a couple of kms to join the rest of us. After lunch Emily and myself were able to visit the second southern most lighthouse in Australia

and we took in the magnificent view.

We all met up at the Tarwin Lower Hotel for a few beers where we chatted to the locals whilst waiting for the keys to our accomm - a garage had Danene's mother's house, which is still in the process of being built. The local bar staff and some friendly drinkers jad a couple of brain teasers for us uni students to grapple with, the pool table offered us much joy, and the Juke box caused angst.

One of the puzzles - get the 5 cent coin into the glass with physically touching anything.

When we had finished our socialising Emily rented a DVD for us to watch but most passed out in a drunken stupor with Danene caught between the two snorers and Chris crushed up against the roller door.

The team drunk at the pub: Danene, Emily, Chris, Myself and Jules.

Tarwin Lower was 97 km from Wilsons Prom and we had now covered a grand total of 813 km.

On Day 14 we started on our way towards Phillip Island. A green sign alerted us we were now under 200km to Melbourne before we entered the Island of my namesake. Emily, Danene and myself went surfing (apparently Danene has wanted to do this her whole life

but her parents never stopped to let her) before finding our way to the chocolate factory(Danene tells us this was a coincidence but I'm not convinced). Here Emily chewed on a choclate house.

We made it unscathed to a caravan park that allowed us to camp on their boat washing area as water restrictions meant it was out of service. While everyone else bunkered down for the night I found a bar by proceded to meet the staff. The batender was a chemistry graduate (like me), owned a motorbike (like me), and wanted to ride his bike from Warrnambool around to the Mornington Peninsula (like we were doing). I then stumbled home and slept with the mossies (those bastards bit my lip and it swelled up like scared fugu). It was an 83 km ride. We had now ridden a total of 896 km.

Day 15 was a very pleasant rest day. Danene took us on a tour starting with the Knobbies where...

...we spied a penguin. I even got this mad video

and a great shot of Chris's butt as he searches for the Penguin under the boardwalk. Next we made our way around towards the Grand Prix Circuit, on the way passing this cute Penguin on the road - Danene assured us it was just sleeping. We ended the day by visiting a beach with some caves before finding our way back to bed (and those bloody mossies found my lip again).