“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins
Sunday, 14 February 2010
Day 282 - 10th February, Wednesday. Great Ocean Road to Cape Otway.
We set off again from Wye River, passing the Kennett River and stopping at a small beachside town called Apollo Bay, where I bought a beautiful Golly called ‘Pearl’. The weather wasn’t great and still the mist hangs over the horizon tainting the scenery slightly. We decided to go see the Cape Otway Lightstation, but when we got there and realised they had grown bushes up all around it to ensure they could extract a fee from you to even be able to catch a glimpse of it, we returned to the cover of the Otway National Park and camped under the Koalas and parrots instead.