I eventually got to the 12 Apostles. I walked down and took a photo. The photo was good so I turned around and walked back. There was a bit of a thrill because they were so recognisable but other than recognising them there wasn't much else to do with them.
When I was leaving the car park a group of asian tourists crossed in front of me at the pedestrian crossing and two ladies in the group gave me the filthiest look I've ever received. It was so strange. I was recording so I'll have to try to find the video, but I can't be stuffed now. I think maybe it was Mrs Yamaha and her daughter and they were death staring my Kawasaki.
I rode through some hills in the rain and got to Apollo Bay. From there to Lorne is the really nice bit of the route. Right beneath the cliffs along the water. It would've been nicer than the Port Douglas ride except for the weather. There were also a lot of roadworks where parts of the cliff had collapsed. I thought I was recording this ride but I have a feeling my camera either went flat, ran out of storage or (most likely) broke (like everything else).
From Lorne I could've continued to Torquay but decided to head north. I followed a route up over some hills and it really poured. I was only going 11km to a free camp but when I got there it was a big hole. I kept going and have stopped at Winchelsea. It seems really familiar. I think maybe it's just because the name is almost Kinchela but with a few different and extra letters. It has stopped raining now but I see that it is supposed to be the biggest rain of the year for the next week along the east coast, so I better get used to it.
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