Pardon the absence of human in any of the following from my collection of scarce pictures. With friends' to-die-for cameras snapping away all around me, mine would do a little justice on those breathtaking picturesque sights.
The Twelve Apostles (Eight left)
Loch Arch Gorge
Razorback
Country view along the way
A lagoon where 2 survivors, Tom and Eva, of a disastrous shipwreck in 1878, were washed up the shore.
(but not of a romantic ending like in the Titanic haha)
(but not of a romantic ending like in the Titanic haha)
and where the waves soaked my socks, shoes and jeans with the sandy water of Loch Arch..
(not necessarily in an intended way)
Upcoming: More pictures (like way more) in facebook !
Bumpy and wining ride there, turning our stomachs outside down and made us green and nauseous when we stopped for lunch. But it all proved worthy for the pinnacle of the 12-hours road trip - The Twelve Apostles, Loch Arch Gorge and the London Bridge.
The weather was wild - gale force winds with occasional hails (ouch!). But the scenery were nonetheless breathtaking and amazingly calming (amidst those damaging winds - to our hairs that is). Places that just make you feel unwilling to leave, places that you vow to come again, perhaps not in the near future, but definitely one more time in life with loved ones.. to once again take in these world wonders, to feel the tranquil within, to witness the waves rushing up the apostles, creating white clouds of violent splashes. And also to acknowledge the mighty forces of nature - those bringing upon the collapses of these structures, which had stood majestically for centuries.
Who knows when these remaining apostles would eventually submit to natural forces, at the current erosion rate of 2cm/year? Who knows, perhaps at the point when we were enjoying the view, other small rocks and earth were actually forming, working their way to establishing apostles of their own, capable of living up to their precedents' recognition, centuries later?
Who knows when these remaining apostles would eventually submit to natural forces, at the current erosion rate of 2cm/year? Who knows, perhaps at the point when we were enjoying the view, other small rocks and earth were actually forming, working their way to establishing apostles of their own, capable of living up to their precedents' recognition, centuries later?
And a light-hearted chat over dinner after our arrival back to the city.
After-thoughts:
A rewarding adventure seeking the truth nature could offer.
1 comments:
Wow such beautiful beautiful pictures......
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