I am getting a bit better at the photos.  Should be – we have been in Macca’s all morning.

Waiting for a call from Ford to say that the car is ready and we will be off to the national park.

Lovely to have fresh food again although very expensive.  Once everything is confiscated at the quarantine station nr. Eucla there is no opportunity to stock up again for a few days.  Business opportunity, Someone!  The roadside stops on the Nullabor are dispirited places specialising in fried food and you can’t get a decent coffee.  2 half-decent coffees cost $9.60 at the BP Roadhouse at Norseman.  Apparently Norseman is named for a horse which pawed the ground and turned up gold-bearing quartz for its owner.  We have had no such luck as yet.

Pelican Paradise

Early morning

Sunrise Streaky Bay

Sunrise Streaky Bay

The Great Southern Ocean from the Bunda Cliffs

Our windswept hotel

We loved Streaky Bay and could have stayed longer, but I suspect that we are going to say that about a lot of places. We were able to have a lazy day and catch up on washing etc and we also drove out to Cape Bauer, which is spectacular. We watched the waves crashing in, followed by the roar of the blowhole which sounded like a fire-breathing dragon. Saw Crimson Chats flitting across the dunes and there were two Night Herons roosting in the caravan park. Geoff went for a ride to the back beach in the evening and we had fish and chips for dinner. The King George Whiting is delicious.

The next time we have reasonable internet access I will upload some more photos.

Sunday 31st we left Streaky Bay and drove all day to an off-road free camping spot about 40km short of the WA border. We were perched up on high cliffs with the huge vista of The Great Southern Ocean spread out in front of us. Sadly, no whales to be seen, but we did see some at Head of Bight along the way. All was calm when we made camp but gale-force winds blew in overnight, which meant little sleep. The first of geoff’s trips outside (in his jocks) was to unlock the pop-top so that we could bring the top down just in case it ripped off. Second trip was to turn off the gas because we realised we couldn’t run the fridge on gas with the roof down. Third trip was to actually clip the roof down. Fourth and final sortie was to remove the securing tapes from the awning arms because they were flapping around and driving us nutS. It was quite a night!

Diesel at the Nullabor Roadhouse $1.99/l. Fuel costs rather alarming.

We left Adelaide on Saturday.  We spent our last day visiting the Art Gallery and the Botanic Gardens, which are smaller than Melbourne’s, but just as lovely.  We were lucky enough to get tickets for the footy on Friday night (at least we thought we were lucky!).  Geoff was keen to see the refurbished Oval, and it is magnificent, but it was a terrible match – Port Adelaide

Same lovely walk along the foreshore

Cockie’s Tongue

Lots of beautiful wattle blooming in SA

A few boats $$$$$$$$$$$$$

Stumpy-Tailed Lizards seem to be everywhere here.

v Carlton – and Port supporters are FERAL!  It was a record crowd of 52,000 and the roar from the crowd when their team came onto the ground sounded like a Grand Final.  Carlton played incredibly badly and the chorus of boos when they went for goal probably didn’t help.  It can,t feel good to know that 51,500 of the 52,000 strong crowd hates you!  We left at half- time and had a long walk to the bus top.  Buses for footy-goers are free in Adelaide, which I think is a great idea.

We spent Sat night in Port Augusta, very much a stop-over town, although there is a great place called the Wadlater Outback Centre which we visited.  You could spend a whole day there without any effort.  Marvellou

My favourite bird

s displays, films etc. focussing on the history, geological and otherwise, of the Flinders Ranges area.  I especially enjoyed the dreamtime stories which offer explanations for all the natural features of the are.

We are now in Port Lincoln for 3 nights although we may stay forever.  The weather is lovely and we are looking out over Boston Bay.  We had delicious, fresh fish for dinner at Del Giorno’s and intend to eat as much seafood as we can over the next few weeks.  This is a terrific caravan park with lots of birds, including a New Holland Honeyeater with a screwed- up body clock which sang all night.  I can’t believe he didn’t drop from exhaustion (unless he was a part of a team, working shifts).  There is also, extraordinarily, a Masked Lapwing sitting on one mottled, pale-green egg in a shallow depression in the gravel about 2 metres from the base of our nearest rotary clothesline and surrounded by activity.  She is unfazed by company as long as you don’t go any closer than about a metre, when she starts posturing and protesting.  I hope there are no cats around.  In Adelaide there was a Rainbow Lorikeet nesting in the burnt-out shell of a 400 yr-old river red gum, just behind

Early morning walk

our van.  Doing well in the bird department, which makes me happy.

Off to Coffin Bay tomorrow.  Geoff is looking forward to eating fresh oysters.

Greetings from Adelaide.

We left Melbourne a couple of days later than planned because Jenny was laid up with a nasty flu- like virus, but she is now well and looking forward to our 3-month exploration of The West.

We spent our first night in Nhill, with the obligatory stop at Lowan Crafts ( not to be missed).  The lovely ladies of Nhill, and possibly the lovely gentlemen as well, bake beautiful sponges, biscuits and slices to sell fresh in the shop each day and they are delicious.  You can also take the opportunity to stock up on covered coat hangars and crocheted knee rugs.

In Adelaide we are staying at the Brownhill Creek Caravan Park which is located in a beautiful little valley not far from the city.  Today we took a picnic lunch to McLaren Vale, which is looking gorgeous with all the almond trees in blossom.  There is an elegant piazza in the middle of McLaren Vale, established by the Italian Heritage community, celebrating their unique contribution to the area.  There are many lovely sentiments engraved in the stone steps about leaving home for a new land.  Imagine Australia without Italians and their lovely food!

Things I wish I hadn’t missed?  Geoff, about to turn the shower on and realising he had forgotten his soap, doing a naked dash to the basins to collect some liquid soap in each hand!