Marie decided she wanted to go to Victor Harbour this week and invited me to tag along as co-pilot. We packed a picnic lunch of sandwiches, fruit, pretzels, and dip with veggies and began the 1.5 hour drive down to Victor Harbour. We arrived around lunch time and went into the information center to ask about the best locations for viewing whales. "Um, no whales today," the information center guy said. Then he proceeded to explain in a kind of smart-ass way that the whales had no phones to call them and tell when they would be coming, but they were not here. He suggested we check at the whale center, which was across the street. "Tell them to give us a ring if they have news of some sightings," he said. Discouraged, we crossed the street to the whale center and asked the lady at the desk about viewing whales. "They are supposed to be here, but there are none around," she said. "You can still stop at these points along the coast, but we have no idea if you will see anything." she said, offering us a brochure. I guess whale watching can't be an exact science, them not having access to phones and all.
Disappointed, we found a place semi-sheltered from the wind to eat lunch. Then we crossed the bridge to Granite Island. The bridge has a horse drawn tram on it, which is kind of cool, but of course, cost money, so we walked.
We walked out on the jetty on the island and
tried to pose the gnome, I mean, the gnome asked to take a picture standing on the jetty. The wind nearly blew him into the ocean, so Marie had to hold onto his foot with her finger.
We walked the whole path around Granite Island. I got some pretty good pictures. It was freezing because of the wind, but once we got behind the rocks, the shelter made it not so bad. Here are some of the better pictures:
Marie taking pictures from the bridge.
View from Granite Island.
Bridge with horse tram crossing.
Granite Island.
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