We are now in Portland for our last stop in Victoria before leaving for South Australia tomorrow morning.

We awoke this morning to go and see the sunrise over the twelve apostles and although winter does have a few disadvantages to travelling around, it does mean that sunrise isn't until about quarter past seven down here! There were a few other people down at the lookouts all waiting for the first rays of light to poke through the clouds and although it wasn't that spectacular due to the weather, the rock stacks still took on a nice colour as the sky got brighter.

Once the sun was up and we were all packed up, we were off again along the final section of the Great Ocean Road where a little way along we came to The Arch and then a little further again we got to London Bridge. It was here that in January 1990 the main arch connecting to the mainland collapsed and fell into the sea, leaving two people stranded on the new island until they were rescued by helicopter a couple of hours later.

The weather by this stage had discovered renewed vengeance and we didn't hang around too long and once we had seen the sights at each place it was a race back to the car for shelter. Luckily the next stop was at the Bay of Martyrs, which could be viewed from the comfort of the car from within the car park grounds, so after a few snaps out of the window it was onwards once again. At the bay of islands we weren't so lucky and out we got again to look around us. As the name suggests there was a large bay off to the side of the car park which had dozens of stacks (or islands) and arches and caves around it where the rock had been eroded away over time.

Although we had previously known there was more to this stretch of road than just the twelve apostles, we had no idea that there were so many different rock formations and so much diversity in the area. Even though the weather over the last few days hasn't been the best, it has still been amazing seeing all the sights, especially when you see the scale that they are all on.

Once we had looked around all of the little detour areas, it was time to get back on the road until we reached the small town of Warnambool. From the boardwalk around the coastline of this seaside town, it is often possible to see Southern Right Wales as they migrate along the south coast during the winter months, but after discovering that there have been no sightings yet this year we continued on again to Port Fairy.

Port Fairy was another little seaside place, with some old buildings and a lovely little harbour side so we took our time having a leisurely drive around the village and along the ocean front and another time we would have stopped. But not today! As time was one luxury we didn't have an abundance of, we sped along the final stretch until we arrived in Portland a little over an hour ago.

Our drive along the Great Ocean Road has been yet another amazing adventure on our travels and we have seen some great sights, visited some lovely places and learnt yet more information to help force other knowledge out of our heads! Tomorrow we head to South Australia to experience yet another change of landscape as we head towards the beginning of our journey through the Red Centre.