Wilson’s Promontory. A name to conjure up magical images for generations of Victorian campers – images of wide, sandy beaches; tents sitting cheek by jowl with their neighbours and gentle walks through the heathland. For our family it also provides memories of the circuit walk and a different, enchanting beach to swim and camp at each night. However, this walk was to be different.
Whisky bay sunset
Whisky Bay sunset
Whisky bay sunset
Norman Beach by moonlight
Tidal River sunrise
A group of us were walking to the historic lighthouse with the advantage of not having to carry tents and cooking gear. The disadvantage it was 19 kilometres of mostly road bashing. As we were setting off the drizzle started falling and didn’t let up for most of the day. Halfway Hut was a welcome sight where we could squeeze in out of the rain for a break. We finally got a break from the rain for the last 3 kilometres of walking track which gave us views of the lighthouse. We struggled up the last steep hill and were welcomed and shown to our rooms by the rangers to change into dry clothes and have a very late lunch.
Inside Halfway Hut
First view of the lighthouse
Our time at the lighthouse included lots of weather watching as brief rain squalls could be watched approaching along the coast from the grand view at the kitchen table in hut 3 (not ours unfortunately but our friends shared their view while we enjoyed the superior comfort of the head lighthouse keeper’s cottage!)
View in rain through window
View by sunlight
Looking out the widow in Hut 3
The lounge in Hut 2
Kitchen in Hut 3
We had a tour of the lighthouse led by our ranger and then a second one as the wind was too strong for us to go outside on the first visit (it was still strong on our 2nd visit and very bracing!). We also visited the historic displays on the light’s history including its use as a secret radar station in World War Two and the two fires that almost wiped out the lighthouse in 1951 and 2009.
We also visited the landing place on the eastern side of the point and Skull Rocks (rumoured to have been blown apart by a practicing explosives expert in WWII.)
The landing Place
We’d hoped to see whales especially after the previous group had seen some but had to make do with lots of ships, one seal, lawn munching wombats and lots of wildflowers. The walk out gave us the opportunity to use the track from Roaring Meg camp instead of the road and see the brilliant spring display and save our weary feet from the road.
I would recommend anyway visiting the lighthouse as we did take 2 nights there to give you the chance to relax and enjoy the unique surroundings remembering that your payment helps keep this operation afloat – only just covering costs.
Our group at the lighthouse