West of Peterborough, Victoria was Bay of Islands Coastal Park. If the Twelve Apostles didn’t exist, this would be the place to see multiple stacks.
Within the thirty-three kilometre stretch of park, was the Bay of Martyrs where stacks dotted the ocean. There was a choice of walks: the beach walk along the shoreline; or the Halladale point track; neither of which I could take advantage of.
I’d sprained my ankle the day before and could only manage to view the site on crutches.