Wow, many times wow, at every stop, at every bent, at every lookout point.
Watching cliffs sculptured by the waves and the winds during millennia can be breathtaking. The Arch, the London bridge (fallen down, fallen down), the Loch Ard gorge where ships used to wreak in the 19 century and the amazing 12 Apostles (which are not really apostles and not even 12, but after all, it does not matter).
This must be quintessential Australian. A beautiful landscape, tough natural evolution, strong sunshine (burning despite the chilly wind), large beaches with huge waves and blond surfers, long roads and kangaroo/koala warnings all along.
Carcasses of several kangaroos killed in road accidents are testimony that those warnings are not unnecessary. But luckily the forest along the lighthouse road is great for koala spotting: sweet koalas clinging on eucalyptus branches, trying to grab some of those yummy (?) leaves are very rewarding for the sun-burnt travellers.
A walk on the beach at sunset, a nice dinner in a restaurant overlooking the shores, a short walk to the lighthouse split-point. Anything would do today. Anything on this road will be right to keep the magic going. What a glorious end of the year.
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