The following morning I headed out to Point Danger for the sunrise. It was cloudy and chilly and a light mist was hanging about, so I wasn’t expecting there to be much to photograph. And there wasn’t, although it did clear up enough to get a couple of pictures once the sun had cleared the horizon. Shortly after, the clouds gathered again and it started to rain properly so I went off in search of breakfast.
By mid morning, I was back on the road heading towards Mt Gambier but not before detouring out to Cape Nelson Lighthouse Reserve for a sticky beak. I wasn’t sure what to expect; I didn’t even know there was a lighthouse there until I saw a sign for it. It's located on the Great South West Walk, which sounds like it might be a terribly long traipse through the countryside. Or coastal-side, as the case may be. The walk is 250 kilometres long, so it probably takes in a bit of both.
By the time I got there, the weather had fined up and I found myself wandering around the lighthouse and surrounds, unencumbered by any other living thing. Oh, except flies. And probably ants.
There were no other cars in the car park, I couldn’t go up the lighthouse because it was closed, even the café was in darkness. It was kind of post-apocalyptic and eerie. It didn't take long until the full horror dawned on me: no coffee would be had here.