Trinity East to Bonavista

After my Earhart detour, I drove to Trinity East along quiet highways where traffic was at a minimum. It was the six-kilometre Sherwink Trail I was headed to where I hiked through forest, past cliffs, and up, down, and around to a beach. Stacks stood offshore. At one point, a sign explained how capelin came to spawn on the beach below where the females layed up to 5 000 eggs. Fog rolled in and the sound of a warning horn reverberated through the grey mist. During the entire hike, I never saw another person as if the trail was mine.

Bay of Martyrs

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.

Cathedral Cove

The Coromandel Coast’s most favoured beach was Cathedral Cove. Hoards of people flocked there to stand near its gigantic arch that connected it to Mare’s Log Cove for a photo or three. Others swam out to the stack off Mare’s Log Cove to dive into the chilly water.

London Bridge

Beyond Port Campbell, the mind-boggling coastal landscape along the Great Ocean Road didn’t end. There were stacks nestled off shore and arches where waves pounded the cliffs. Luckily, we had lost the buses of tourists after the Loch Ard location, and could enjoy the beauty with a handful of others.

The Great Ocean Road

The first time I wound my way along the two hundred and forty kilometres of this scenic drive, I was stunned by its beauty. So decades later on my return to Victoria, this was the first place I wanted to revisit.