Bridget - Koala Serenade and into the Unknown

Our first night on the trip in the tent was accompanied by the call of koalas. Have you ever heard a koala? They may look cute but they sound something between an angry wild hog and a hungry lion!

After an interrupted sleep we got on the road to head for warrnambool. We drove for a length along the great ocean road, the sun was out, the sea looked gorgeous and I was learning to lean with Jeremy to help the bike get round the corners. Not that it has difficulty getting round corners, that's just something a pillion passenger has to do.

We then turned off the road at skeens creek and headed through the Otway Ranges. The temperature immediately dropped once we turned into the trees and I discovered I could sing inside my helmet, as loud as I wanted and no one would here me!

At the highest point of the road we stopped for a photo and some tea from the thermos. Jeremy was worried, he said we were running very low on petrol and the nearest petrol station was another 30km away. We couldn't run out on just our second day! Onwards with our breath held I noticed Jeremy was crouching down to be more streamlined, so I gave that a go too, anything to help Norman get to Colac, the next town. We made it and filled a 14.5 litre engine with 14.3 litres of fuel!

The road from Colac to Warrnambool was straight and fast. The landscape green and rolling and very reminiscent of Ireland, complete with dry stone walls. Jeremy lived his early childhood in this part of Victoria and he says that is why he felt so at home during the last two years living in my home country of Ireland.

So here we are now, in jeremys great aunt and uncles house in warrnambool about to set off on our third day. Warrnambool is as far as I've ever been before in this direction so off we go today, into the unknown.