|January 7 -- I've
now survived two full days of driving on Australia's highways, well one
of them at least, and I must say that driving on the left hand side of
the road can be a considerable challenge.
I'm not sure that the Great Ocean Road, on Victoria's
south coast, was the best place to start. It's a spectacular drive,
or so Carol tells me, with lots of twists and turns and cliffside vistas.
I'm just glad we upgraded the rental car to an automatic transmission.
It's usually not that hard to remember that you're supposed
to be on the left hand side, it's mostly those awkward moments when you
go to put on your turn signals and get the windshield wipers instead, or
when you go to shift gears and start rolling down your window. And
then there's that annoying little thing about the mirrors not being in
the right place.
It's been four months since I've driven a vehicle, and as I think about
it, most of the places we've been to, I wouldn't want to have attempted
January 5 -- Today we visited a place called Hanging Rock, which
is actually many rocks, a big hill of jumbled rocks all tossed together
with trails and caves and great views of the Victoria countryside.
You could wander around here for hours, which we did, until Heather and
Elspeth got hungry and cracked open the picnic lunch. We had come
to the park with our old friend Cam Ford and his two daughters.
Hanging Rock is a place where, on a school outing on February 14th,
1900, four young girls "disappeared" for hours. One was never found
and the others had no recollection of what happened to them. I figure
the aliens got 'em. This whole event later became the subject of
Peter Weir's film Picnic at Hanging Rock. Our picnic was a
lot less eventful.