We left bright and early for the roadtrip with two girls we'd made friends with in the hostel. We found our way out the city in no time. Our first stop was Torquay and Bells Beach - home of RipCurl surfing. We'd seen clips of the beach when at Surf Camp but sadly when we arrived there was little surf. There were loads of signs up about the forthcoming Pro-tour which would have been good to see. The winners of the surfing competitions recieve a bell trophy. Onwards we drove and arrived at a lighthouse which was apparently used in the TV series 'Going Round the Twist'. After a short drive we arrived at the Great Ocean Road sign. There were memorial plaques and information about how soldiers returned from the army and built it. Beyond the sign was a gorgeous drive. The views scattered secluded beaches filled with driftwood were beautiful. I was map reading and for some reason thought the next turn off led to the most Southern Point of Australia so we took a short detour. On the way we spotted loads of Japanese people taking photos of trees and we soon realised we were surrounded by koalas. There were absolutely loads of them. Most of them were asleep but one or two were munching on their lunch. We kept heading to the Southern Point Lighthouse bit came to a small shed. They were asking for payment to view the lighthouse so we decided against it. It was only on the return journey that I realised I had read the map wrong and it wasn't the Southern tip and was thankful we hadnt paid!! As we carried on we drove through some little towns and stopped off in Port Cambell. It was a quaint little town by the sea with a few shops. Dotted alongside the Great Ocean Road were so many swanky homes - they type you see on Grand Designs. One was completely off the ground and rested upon one metal collumn. Many houses had large windows with sofas where they just sit and admire the view from their homes. To awaken Si who was getting a bit sleepy from driving we pulled in to a random beach. Down the wooden steps was a wooden beach surrounded by sandstone cliffs. We could see one random sandstone coming out of the sea and figured it was one of the remaining Twelve Apostles. We walked along the beach as far as we could go as the tide was approaching fast. It wasn't long until we reached the official Twelve Apostles look-out point. There were loads of tour buses about filled with people and their cameras! So even got budged out of a photo by some Japanese woman! After the Twelve Apostles (of which 8 or 9 remains as the rest have been demolished by mother nature) we went to the Razor. A big long sandstone rock. The Lock and Gauge was next on our Toyota Tour. Si and I headed down the steps to the beach and Si went off over the rocks to explore a cave. Thankfully he didnt fall in the sea! A bit further we came to the (half collapsed) London Bridge. All of these sandstone formations are constantly being formed and destroyed by the sea. Our final stop was the Grotto. Down some steps we came to a big circular hole through which you could see a giant rock pool and cliffs by the sea. We finished the Great Ocean Road in Wornabull town. The town was small with a poor nightlife so we had a few drinks and tea before sleeping in the car. Four of us in the car was a little crampt and hot but definately memorable! After watching the sunrise and getting a quick wash in MacDonald we headed back to Melbourne. On the way we stopped for a night in Geelong to see Simons relatives.