After much deliberation over all the home comforts I'd be giving up in the process (a warm bed, hot showers, cold beer in the fridge, Noodle Box in close proximity) the lure of grabbing Summer's last rays in the open country proved too great and so we decided headed down to Wilsons Prom for a couple of days.
Wilsons Prom is a National Park a few hour's drive from Melbourne and is the southern most point of mainland Australia. Looking to embrace Mother Nature in all her glory, three of us camped out and, with limited alcohol, lived to tell the tale.
We set off from Melbourne early on Saturday morning and arrived at our campsite around midday. After finding a good spot, having lunch and setting up our tent, we went for a walk along one of the picturesque trails leading to the imaginativly named Squeaky Beach. The name comes from the fine variety of sand that lies on its shores, which creates a 'squeak' noise as you walk along.
After spending some time back at the campsite, we set off for Cotters Lane, where we sat out on the plains and watched the animals come out for sunset. After a patient wait, a family of kangaroos emerged. Unperturbed by our presence, they were more than worth the wait.
As darkness fell, we made our way back to the campsite and had a BBQ, chatted with some European backpackers then went to bed.
Another early rise Sunday, this day we decided to take on Mount Oberon, climbing to the summit and looking out at the amazing views of the bay below.
We then went for some final beach action at Picnic Bay before heading back to Melbourne.
As happy as I was to get back home, I had a great weekend away and feel grateful to have seen one of the most beautiful parts of Victoria. It turns out I can do without life's comforts and conveniences...but only for a day.