Mount Eliza to Phillip island

Another sunny day. More giant grins, this time on my face as we cycled past ducks sitting in trees! The elegant speckly Australian Maned duck makes its nest in a tree hollow and the male sports quite the mullet. We passed a Polocross club - apparently an Australian-invented game - polo and lacrosse mash-up.

Having crossed over the Mornington Peninsula we were back down by the sea. Drifting into Warringine Park we happily rolled along boardwalks through peaceful wetlands. Described as one of the peninsula’s best kept secrets we only saw a handful of people also enjoying the huge blue sky. In the distance large Esso LPG storage tanks juxtaposed the subtle beauty of the salt marsh.

Catching a ferry is always exciting. The small boat to Phillip Island reminded us of Highland ferries with locals nodding and chatting to each other and loading daily supplies: the main food shop, a washing machine, large tins of paint. On route we dropped passengers at off-grid sandy French Island before reaching Cowes on Phillip Island and cycling to our campsite.Read more