We started with the colourful bathing boxes at Mornington. These glorified sheds are timber boxes, the size of a single garage shed. Apparently they are not allowed to have any plumbing in them. Thus no toilets or plumbed kitchen. Still if you were going down to the beach for the day, at least you can don’t have to cart a shade, chairs, tables etc. Most are privately owned and some can be rented out. A hut sold for just over $600,000 recently, though most are handed down from family to family. Still that makes it one of the priciest pieces of real estate in Victoria.
I prefer a sandy beach myself, not the rocky foreshore that is at Mornington. I have been spoilt with the fabulous sandy beaches of home back in Wollongong.
On a separate day whilst heading for our ferry across to Queenscliffe, we thought we’d drive around Morning Peninsula a bit.
Sorrento is a rather a upper class touristy beachside area. We could see a sign directing us to London Bridge but in the end the sign to the actual location is not easy to spot. However we found it and hopped out to have a look. The area is the most northern beach in the Mornington Peninsula National Park.
We found the bridge at the end of a relatively short bitumen footpath. It provides stunning views of this famous landform and the surrounding beach which is composed of sandstone and has been formed through weathering action of thousands of years of wind, rain and waves.
Apparently you can access the beach too but it is a very steep set of steps which we didn’t even try to attempt.
It was weird to turn around and see a swathe of artificial turf in what should be a National Park. Apparently there is a golf course for the rich here and I gather that they could get natural grass to grow on the very sandy soil. It seems wrong to me!
Oh well, there didn’t seem to be much to see by car in this area so we went into Sorrento and had a fabulous fish and chip lunch. We had to wait a long time for the food but it was worth it. I love the table and seats were from recycled timbers.
Finally we hop onto the Searoad Ferry. The ferry leaves Sorrento every hour on the hour and the trip is relatively short.
Sadly I didn’t find the crossing nor the views anything spectacular. Maybe I am too blase from going on the Manly Ferry too often which I never tire of!