To South Gippy

Gippy being Gippsland, the south eastern area of my state, Victoria. Gippsland covers a huge area, say from 60/35 south east of Melbourne to the southernmost east coast, to its far eastern point, into the Great Dividing Range to the north. 

To celebrate Ex Sis in Law's birthday and Mother's Day, family all stayed for two nights in Inverloch, occupying  six cabins. It was a wonderful time away...mostly.

With Phyllis at the wheel, we drove via Pakenham to pick up ABI Brother, then stopped off at Grantville for food and coffee. Phyllis had failed to fill the car with petrol, so there was another stop for fuel, whereby he paid a higher price than he would have in Melbourne. I wanted to stop off at Kilcunda to see the disused railway timber trestle bridge, but I was ill prepared and it flashed past. No matter, I said. We can see it on the way home. That wasn't to be.

I had taken a three bedroom cabin, with a room for myself, another for ABI Brother and one for Phyllis and Kosov.

The cabin was well equipped and super clean. This is looking towards Phyllis' and Kesav's bedroom, with the bathroom and toilet on the left and my and brother's bedroom to the right. I had a king sized bed, tv and fan, while they had bunk beds.  

My only complaint was the shower over the bath, awkward to get into and the bath very slippery. There wasn't any kind of bathmat, and it is too late to go to the office once you are under the shower to ask for a bathmat. For my second shower, I was just super careful after my first shower experience. This will be noted at Trip Advisor when I write my review. 

Aside from the minor complaint, it is a terrific holiday park, with an indoor heated pool, an area of water features to surprise and soak children, the barbeque and kitchen with a large air conditioned public eating area. A mini golf area, and a games room. Security is very strong. I believe the park was full for the nights we stayed there. While the weather was cool, it was generally dry and aside from it being Mother's Day on the Sunday, there wasn't any other reason for the park being full than it is very popular.                                             

In the distance you can see the sand bar that protects the Inverloch beach from heavy seas. 

But erosion is a huge problem. The surf life saving building collapsed and was rebuilt higher up the beach, and now it under threat again, as is the beach side road. 

 

We visited the local shops after checking into our digs, then the nearby beach. That evening a family barbeque was held in the communal park kitchen and barbeque area. There were twelve children under twelve and about the same number of adults.

At some point Phyllis had made up a pot of some kind of curry, and he and Kosov ate some late that night, perhaps not being terribly satisfied by the Aussie style barbeque. True, the barbeque was quite basic.

The next morning we were all up early enough, and  accidently met up at a nearby cafe for coffee and a bite to eat with some family members. ABI brother had gone for a walk, later working out he had walked to the shops to put on his horse racing bets. We spotted him from the cafe as he walked back and asked if he would like to join us to see some sights, and he agreed. 

The first stop was Bunurong Environment Centre, which had a few things to see, but then wow, for a gold coin donation, there was the shell display, thousands of shells. It was amazing.

This shell castle is over 100 years old.

A bench had shells you could pick up and handle. I put one likely looking shell to my ear and I couldn't hear the sea, but I could hear the wind at the sea. 

We went on to a few more places, details in the next post.