Desire to experience some feel good activity – check Desire to have a good time – check
Once we ticked off all the above boxes, we set out on our much-awaited road trip to Wilsons Promotory, more affectionately known as 'The Prom', from Melbourne. It was a lovely Friday afternoon in May, the sun was shining, the fuel tank was full and weather was beautiful when my boyfriend and I embarked on our journey in a Toyota Camry. As our car weaved its way through the humdrum of Melbourne roads and bypassed all the traffic on various freeways, we slowly entered the territory of country Victoria.
Wilsons Promontory: Road trip (Image taken by Joya D)
Boring city landscape gave way to acres of farmland with cattle lazily grazing over the meadows and soaking up the sun. Soon the scenario changed even more and trees and rolling hills appeared, treating us to a visual feast of endless greeneries. We knew we had entered the border of Gippsland. A cool breeze was blowing, the sky was a clear blue, some classic songs playing in the radio and the boyfriend cracking some jokes. Life felt amazing.
We halted at various bends and turns to snap some awe-inspiring pictures of the brilliant afternoon as mother nature gleefully draped itself in all its glory. As we neared The Prom, the sky became bluer (if that was possible) and the breeze disappeared leaving behind a tranquil, glorious afternoon.
Finally we reached Picnic Bay and parked the car in the car park. We hopped off the car and slowly pilgrimaged towards the bay by following a short walking track. Our short walk soon brought us to a viewing point from where we revelled in the picturesque view of the Whisky Bay, adjacent to the Picnic Bay. With huge boulders on one side and tiny humans dotted over the beach, the Bay was simply spectacular. The sea was alive and small waves were crashing onto the beach. My mind grappled for suitable superlatives but was too dumb-founded to find some good words to aptly describe the magnificent bay.
Wilsons Promontory: Spectacular Whisky Bay(Image taken by Joya D)
Few minutes later, we took a path on the left and soon discovered ourselves in the mouth of the Picnic Bay. My walking slowed and eventually came to a halt as the shrubs and plants on the rough track parted in the middle and revealed an opening to the sea, my eyes were hypnotised by the breathtaking view before me. As if by the swipe of the paintbrush of a master painter, the bright, blue sky had merged into the vivid, blue sea and all have become one.
Wilsons Promontory: Beautiful Picnic Bay(Image taken by Joya D)
I felt myself dragged into the beach and my eyes fell on the big boulders and the wide, squeaky clean stretches of sandy beach. Small waves were crashing onto the beach lazily while a lonesome pelican jumped from one rock to another.
Wilsons Promontory: Lazy waves(Image taken by Joya D)
My hunk immediately got busy with his fishing gear and soon commenced fishing in close quarters. I felt the adventurous spirit of David Livingstone rising within me and set out to explore the delightfully quiet and breathtakingly beautiful beach.
Wilsons Promontory: Busy fishing(Image taken by Joya D)
I walked for a while taking in the majestic view of the marvellous surroundings while listening to the soothing sound of the sea. I found a few non-descript seashells and made some exquisite foot prints and wrote some exceedingly silly words on the beach with the aid of a seashell. Once I exhausted my creativity, I walked back to my man who was still absorbed in the wonderful sport of fishing. There was not a single soul in sight, nor there was a single ship or boat in view. The sea, the sky, the sun, everything just looked simply superb.
Wilsons Promontory: Flawless sandy beach(Image taken by Joya D)
As the darkness fell and the sun started retiring for the day, we put on our shoes and packed our fishing gear and headed back to our resort, but only after enjoying a delectable meal in cafe Kranen O'Neill Bar & Grill in the cosy, little town of Fish Creek. By the way, we never caught any fish.
Picnic Bay is a slice of heaven on earth and is indubitably an amazing place to visit, a place which will woo your heart and soothe your soul. Once you get there, do take some time, to sit back, relax and enjoy the magnificent sights and sounds. Experience nirvana, which can be savoured on your own or can be shared with a loved one or the family!
Wilsons Promontory: Road to heaven(Image taken by Joya D)
During the Summer school holidays,just before they went back to school,I took the 2 children (17 yo boy and 13 yo girl) and a friend each to The Prom for a day trip. My wife was interstate at the time so she did not come along. The last time I was at The Prom was around 1977, and it seemed to take forever to get there for Frankston - probably around 3-4 hours. Now, with the freeways and good condition dual carriageways one can do the park boundary to Cranbourne in a little over 2 hours along the South Gippsland Highway (our return route). If you want to take the coastal route (eg, via Wonthaggi,Cape Patterson,Inverloch,Venus Bay) you probably need to allow double that - especially if you are a bit of a scenery-photo buff like me. We had brekkie at Maccas in Wonthaggi, and purchased our supplies there for the BBQ lunch at Tidal River. There is a General Store at Tidal River,but the prices are a bit inflated - as to be expected. Dont expect to find much in the way of "fine-dining" for dinner along the South Gippsland Highway in the country towns (at least, if you have sub-adult picky eaters in your group). Some of the bigger ones dont even have a Maccas or Hungry Jacks - at least what we saw. But, then again, it was night time when we travelled through them.