Nov 2018, Port Campbell, Shipwreck Coast, Vic

We wake at 6:30am and my phone tells me that I’ve already walked 1.8kms, hell the bathroom is only 3 metres away! The sun is shining so I decide to leave the warmth of bed and go for a walk along Campbell Creek which is right behind our van. Our neighbours are already up and sitting on the bank having a coffee and drinking in the view.

Down at the wharf craypots are being unloaded. The harbour is a rugged high cliffed rectangle, heaving ocean at one end and a sandy beach at the other. The wharf juts out midway and somehow manages to survive the constant battering waves. A fisherman brings his cray boat down on a trailer then with the ease of experience attaches a crane and lowers the boat partway down the side of the wharf. He leaves it hanging there while he parks the ute up on the headland. I can’t help but wonder how these guys would explain a mishap to the insurers. He returns, loads the craypots, lowers the boat to the sea and his day begins. Is it any wonder that crayfish are expensive.