We were packed and out the door by 9:30am ready to move on to the next part of our adventure. Phillip Island was our destination, but we stopped first at San Remo to witness the midday feeding of the pelicans. We met Wayne & Vicky and Sue & Russ who were also joining us for this sector. It seemed a nice spot and we took the opportunity to wander up the street and check out a few shops … well the girls did anyway while the boys waited patiently until their patience ran out and they texted the girls suggesting it was time to move on as they were hungry.
Across the
bridge we travelled in a procession to find ourselves in the tiny settlement of
Rhyll. Nevertheless, a splendid café was found and all 8 of us were most
appreciative of a fine repast … it was a good feed too.
Russ &
Sue weren’t able to book where the rest of us are staying so they set off to
their digs (aka some upmarket spa suite) in Cowes while we headed to the Ramada
Resort where we finally found our 3-bedroom villa, unpacked and settled in. It
is a lovely resort set on extensive grounds with lots of walking tracks around
it. The cabin is also great and meets our needs perfectly, even with the 6 of
us staying together.
During the
afternoon we went into Cowes to buy some meat and other staples from Coles and
then Gaz and I took a walk on one of the tracks to explore. There were lots of
animals to see along the way – small wallabies, some sort of weird geese/duck
things (Maz named them, but I’ve forgotten), rabbits, and all sorts of birds.
Gaz was pretty pleased with his walking effort as we trekked up to the top of
the hill and admired the vista below. On the way we passed the pool, spa, gym,
indoor pool, and tennis court.
Russ &
Sue arrived for dinner and a fabulous night ensued with lots of fun, laughter
(and alcohol!). Finska and the Celebrity Game were played – the girls won
Finska and the boys won the Celebrity Game so lets call it a draw. We had a
number of red-eyed visitors with the boldest possums you’ve ever seen attacking
the front and back glass doors of the cabin. At one point a possum gained
access and ran straight to the rubbish bin in the kitchen – I think he’s been
in here before. They have no fear of humans at all and at times we felt we
might become prisoners in our own cabin with an army of terrorist possums
laying siege at our door! Maz just kept saying how cute they were and making
goggly eyes at them.
Great night
and before the evening was over it was decided … tennis at 10:30am tomorrow. In
bed after 11, looking forward to a good night’s sleep!
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