Day 327 - Tuesday 21 November - Moving on to Frankston

Day 327
Tuesday 21 November

 Dalyston - Frankston

I must have been tired, sleeping in until 8am. Paul was already awake and reading, but once I stirred he was happy to get the day underway. I got out, standing on the scales to confirm the extra mass I had accumulated. We have some work to do during the next 4 weeks.
I made the bed, than sat down to breakfast. Paul began organising the van for departure and after I had done what I needed to do, we were ready to hit the road, saying goodbye to Dalyston and beginning the drive through Kilcunda, where Bass Strait was as flat as the proverbial pancake.
We followed the M420 that skirted around Western Port bay. The waters here were just as calm, appearing like a watercolour painting of streaky blue hues. We then turned on to to C781 which took us into the top end of the Mornington Peninsula and just after 10am we pulled up at the Big 4 in Frankston South.
We left the van parked by the side of the road, as we checked in at reception. Thankfully we were able to get straight in even though when I booked in last week, they told me not to arrive before 12. We pulled into by 107 and got busy making ourselves at home for the next hour.
At 11, we went  for a wander around the park checking out the facilities and dropping into the office to let them know the net was down. Grr. We then returned to the car and went in search of the nearest train station so we had some idea of the distance we would need to walk. We got sent the long way, but eventually located it, then drove back the 2.8km to the park.It should be an easy enough trek.
Our next mission was booking the car in for a service, thankfully there was a service centre next door and they could fit us in on Thursday, so we will leave it with them and hike into Melbourne for the day.
With that booked in, we then drove in to Frankston in search of a tyre dealer. We found Bob Jane where we organised for 4 new tyres to be fitted. We left the car with them and wandered through the large shopping arcade. We picked up a few different bits, some needed and some just an impulse buy.Paul got himself a $10 speed haircut, both of us amazed at how quickly one could use the clippers for an all over cut.  I enjoyed the chance to just wander past the retail outlets before we completed a lap of the street, returning to pick up the car and make our way home.
We were both starving by the time we got in, so I was straight into making our lunch, that we hoed into. I then spent the next 2 hours watching the final episodes of PLL. I was so glad to finally see the end and put the series to bed.
Just before 4pm, we piled back into the car and drove to the waterfront in Frankston. We found parking at a jetty and then began walking the beach path. It was about 32 and there were plenty of people taking advantage of the weather and the calm waters of Port Phillip Bay. We walked all the way to the main beach, somewhere we visited when here last time.
Off the main Beach  was a large jetty crawling with teens. Boys were showing off, jumping and bombing into the water below, while the girls made sure they were seen in their skimpy bikinis, or in some cases, Lacey underwear. It was all a bit revealing really.
We walked up into the main shopping area, stopping in at a pub for a quick and quenching drink. It was obvious we had walked into the locals haunt, with an old boy happy to stop for a chat. We left shortly after, making it back to the car.
We did a short drive down the coast, then returned to the park. I checked the status of net coverage, still a no go, bugger. I then set about making dinner, a light one to encourage some weight loss. I did some brewery hunting, before Paul suggested we go for a swim in the pool, the perfect idea.
There were a few people enjoying the water and we soon joined them. The water was solar heated, so it was quite warm and I had no trouble getting straight in. We bobbed about for a while and then got out, happy for the refreshing cool down, but ready to get back and take it easy for the evening.
I finished the day’s blog, while Paul read, we then retreated to bed at 9pm to read under the cool of the air con to continue to read before turning out the lights.