12 Apostles.

We woke up fairly early (for us) the next day, eager to get a start on viewing the coast. The weather was sunny and cloudless, a break from the recent batch of wetness and murk this area had seen recently. Daylight revealed that the Twelve Apostles Motel was located amidst acres of farmland, the rolling crop-covered hills giving way to flat grazing pastures which ended abruptly at the coastal cliffs. Our first stop was Port Campbell National Park, home of the Twelve Apostles, towers of sedimentary limestone slowly eroding off the coast. We wandered around, checking out the colourful strata and taking in the feeling of vast size and openess.