Last Tuesday evening The Golfer asked if I’d like to go for a drive the next day. Responding in the affirmative, we had a discussion and before I knew it he’d booked us to stay overnight at the Point Lonsdale Guest House. What a treat!
Up the next morning, we headed over the bridge and down the freeway, then took the scenic route around Geelong’s waterfront esplanade (mostly because there’s a convenient loo stop just before it!) admiring the seafront houses, then on to Point Lonsdale.
We checked into our room and took the short stroll into the village where we had a coffee and picked up a newspaper and some magazines
then enjoyed a quiet read sitting on our little verandah overlooking the pool and garden. So relaxing!
All done at a very leisurely pace we set off to get a fish and chip lunch at nearby Queenscliff which we took to the park overlooking the heads
and sat on a bench in the glorious sunshine to eat this special treat and boy, It Was Good! Thoroughly sated we set off down the stairs
for a walk along the beach, seeing things from nature
manchild made too
and I needed a paddle. The water was deliciously cool as it swirled around my feet, and quite strong as the tide pulled it away leaving the sand threatening to bury my toes.
This sign made sure we knew where we were.
The cloud formations were fascinating – think it was a bit windy up there
We did enjoy our stroll and getting sand between our toes
but The Golfer was after a different kind of walk (yes, he’s still at it!), so we drove back to the Guest House then walked into the village where there’s a path along the beach for The Golfer to hurtle along
and a nice sunny bench for me. See those sand dunes on the right? Just along to the right of them is a tall tree? That’s where The Golfer walked to……and back!
I did a little bit of magazine reading but really, was quite pleasantly distracted by these chaps dropping in every now and then (or maybe it was the same one returning?)
and watching the waves crash onto the beach/wall. I tried dozens of times to capture the spray but just wasn’t quick enough – this was the best of the bunch. Sometimes they went much higher even going over the wall there. Just couldn’t time that big seventh wave.
When I guessed that The Golfer would be almost back to join me, I strolled down to meet him seeing these images along the way. It was so lovely hearing the waves crashing onto the sand; I’d forgotten how loud that can be. And all the different greens and blues that this ocean contains. I’d love fabrics in those very colours.
Back on our verandah it was cider o’clock and time for just a tad more relaxation.
To finish the day we enjoyed a wonderful candlelit dinner in the Guest House restaurant.
As we had to get back to Melbourne in time for golf, it was up early and off to Queenscliff to catch the ferry over to Sorrento. After parking the car we ordered a coffee while waiting for the ferry to arrive. The poor girl making the drinks was a little over run and we had 3 minutes to drink our coffees by the time she got them to us. Luckily we’d had a nice view while we waited.
Then it was all aboard and set sail!
Another gorgeous day and a calm sea made for a smooth journey and looking back we could see…….
This huge freighter came into view
and was quickly gone to become a distant spot on the horizon
we passed the old Quarantine Station (and couldn’t we have made good use of that this year!)
we saw the other ferry taking the reverse of our journey
then it was time to dock, and so skillfully done by the captain, with narry a bump as he reversed into position ready for passengers and cars to disembark
as we were one of the first on, we were also one of the first off and we drove down to Blairgowrie for a scrumptious breakfast
then homeward bound (and in plenty of time for tee off).
We packed a lot into a little over 24 hours but felt like we’d been away for a week!
Hoping we can do a little more of this kind of thing.