Winds have continued to steadily blow in the wrong direction for me, but with most of my gear now in Ree's vehicle I dare not complain! As we have a few days up our sleeve we decided to detour past Mornington Peninsula, Melbourne's summer playground, where the population here doubles from 125000 to 250000 people in summer.
The landscape was pretty much flat till I got to Tooradin on the Western Port area, a swampy area east of the peninsula. Ree arranged a budget cabin for us there. The next morning I cycled down the western side of the peninsula. In Balnarring for lunch we found lots of
Boutique shops and great food in the trendy shops where we had lunch in an Italian cafeteria with the best coffee and friendliest managing partner. Even the other patrons in the cafe were extremely friendly. Ree bought organic veggies for a stirfry and we visited the local wetland area regenerated by the local primary school as an ongoing project.
It was under 20kms but pretty hill to the bushy Flinders Caravan Park where the owner offered us a free night under the trees. We were warned not to be alarmed by the koalas growling noise at night and he gave us eggs from the happy chooks wondering on the grass nearby. A fellow cyclist camped next to us and we invited him over for dinner.
What a lovely spot here on the southern end of the Mornington Peninsula.
Today I ride across the peninsula to Arthur's Seat for lunch, the biggest hill on the island at 305 meters above sealevel. Apparently there is a chairlift!
Tonight will be our last night as Ree is on Saturday night's ferry to Tasmania. Hans and I are on Sundays sailing but I hope they will let me in with Ree. Ether way will be OK.
Hans is on nearby Phillip Island where the grand prix is held every year, and home to Australia's most popular penguin colony which is in peak swing at this time of the year.