On the Saturday, we made it out to some beaches, and I got some pretty awesome shots in. Here's a sampling:
Yes, despite living in Australia, I still can act like a tourist!
It's a frickin' kangaroo!!
Do you see the sea lion?? I thought it was dead -- I love seeing
dead animals -- but it flapped its tail at me. Very much alive!
On the first day, all I had in terms of training was a 35' run.
Hill sprints! It was shockingly hot and humid, so I ran in my
favourite swim suit... then straight into the ocean!! There's
We found this beach on our way to the Twelve Apostles. I'd
never seen anything like it -- I thought I was in heaven.
Everything (and everyone) glistened in the brilliant white
sun. Even the fog glistened. It was spectacular!
On the second day, I woke up at 5:40am to get my long run in. I started in Port Campbell and ran for 2 hours to catch the sunrise. The entire Great Ocean Rd is pretty isolated, with small pockets of towns appearing every so often. In between, there are obviously no lights on the road. Once I got out of Port Campbell (a 5' run), I was in pitch black for an additional 40 minutes before the sun rose. I thought I would see a spectacular sunrise, but instead I was in the middle of a very serious fog.
At the end of my run, when it had cleared up a bit.
Visibility still pretty poor!
I couldn't see anything around me, everything was coated in a very sticky humid fog. Even my eyelashes and the hairs on my legs and arms had drops of water hanging on them.
Returning into Port Campbell.
I ran towards the Twelve Apostles (pictured below), but couldn't see them. Instead, I was treated to a very surreal feeling of being absolutely enveloped in clouds. Very hot, sticky clouds. At one point, I ran so close to a sleeping kangaroo that I awakened it. It freaked out, jumped very high, freaked ME out to the point that I screamed hysterically, then it jumped off. On a more calming note, I did run into a baby kangaroo. It was casually in the middle of the road when I spotted it 5m away (yes, visibility was indeed very poor!!). We looked at each other, then it jumped across the road into the bush. There are some moments in life that you end up remembering for a long time, and on the rare occasion you recognize these moments as they occur. This entire run was one of them. There's nothing like being alone amidst the majesty of the ocean, the cliff faces and the Australian bush.
After my run, we checked out of our hostel. By then the fog had burned off and the sun shone long enough for me to get some good quality shots of the Twelve Apostles. This is what I would have seen in my run had it been clear: