Well we’ve been “holed up” in the little home for a week now and apart from the occasional visit to the Uni in Melbourne our path has been basically from the toilet block to the van.
The days have pretty much consisted of a few hours work then a few hours sleep.
I like to listen to Chuck Missler on my ipod sometimes when I’m in bed but I must have rolled over on it and I wrecked the selector wheel, so we found this chap in Box Hill in the city that could fix it.
We decided to take a trip over there and use the opportunity to get out of the house for a while and do some exploring.
Just being on the road again, even if it was only for a few hours, was a jolly good feeling and we both felt our spirits lift as we travelled around the pretty suburb of Box Hill and then headed toward the Mornington peninsular.
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What a beautiful little place.
We wandered out onto a long pier that stretched over magnificent crystal clear water, watched a ferry come and go and talked to a local fisherman.
It was just very pleasant and even the cold bite of a strong wind could not dampen the prettiness of the surrounds.
We headed on to Portsea and down to Point Nepean which is the point where Port Philip bay opens to the sea and where all shipping passes on route to Port Melbourne.
Here we discovered more extremely beautiful spots particularly at the old jetty built in 1879 to bring livestock from ships to the quarantine station.
The colours of the sea and sky were as spectacular here as we’d seen anywhere.
We would have loved to have walked the extra 4 km to the point where the old fort is situated but even this .5km walk took its toll on our flu ridden bodies.
We drove back to Melbourne along the Mornington Peninsular coastal road and passed mile after mile of beautiful beaches, magnificent houses and hundreds of “Beach Boxes”.
These are fascinating little buildings stretching for miles along the Peninsular beaches right on the waterline.
Most are about the size of a single garage and they seem to have been built in the 40s or 50s.
Some are painted in vibrant colours, some even have little patios.
Originally built as change rooms or to store small boats they first began to appear on the beaches in the early to mid-1800s, when they were used as private changing rooms. Many of the beach boxes have been in the same family for years and, are apparently very highly sought after.
They are unique and fascinating.
We stopped at Mt Martha where talked to a local about the area and then drove past more fascinating scenery through Mornington, Frankston, Seaford and Mordialloc before branching inland towards St Kilda.
By the time we hit St Kilda back in the city it was dark but we were both so happy that we took the time to get out today as it bought back some of the great affinity we had towards Melbourne after the last time we were here. These feelings had started to wane over the last week as a result of the dismal weather, the stark sameness of the van park and the flu.