Ceduna to Norseman across the bottom of Australia is a long haul across (apparently) not much. Which is why it’s called the Nullarbor. (Latin for no trees) There are a few road houses along the way, but that’s it. So we booked for the night at Border Village (which is a road house with motel…
From Port Lincoln we headed on down to Coffin Bay. They grow oysters there. Originally they harvested the local oysters, but as humans so often tend to do, they over-fished them almost to extinction. But then in 1969, somebody brought in Pacific oysters – which thrived. Coffin Bay oysters are exported all over Australia. Coffin…
Port Augusta lies at the very end of Spencer’s Gulf and remains an important hub for east-west road and rail traffic. We’d been there on our last road trip in 2013, and more recently on our APT tour to Lake Eyre. This would therefore be our third stay at the Standpipe motel. We enjoyed an…
We set out after breakfast at Glenelg to explore the Yorke Peninsula. Our Adelaide friends had suggested we might find the experience… how shall I put it?… less than spectacular. And that was about right. It’s a mix of copper mines and agriculture, little fishing villages and beaches. It reminded me of places like Mandurah…
It was nice to see some sunshine this morning at Mildura. Adelaide isn’t far from here at all, so we took our time and went to have a look at the Murray River. I encountered a group of tiny wood duck ducklings, all huddle together (except for one), These guys nest in hollows high in…
We agreed to look for breakfast on the road and headed off from Cobar on a secondary road which would take us to Hillston and then on to Hay. I forgot to take a picture of the sign saying “no petrol for 245km”. Imagine that in Europe. It’s cattle country out here, without the swathes…
We left St George after breakfast and headed for the opal fields in Lightning Ridge in NSW. The plan was to take a quick look, then head on down to Bourke for the night. But things never go exactly to plan, do they? Our first hiccough was an unscheduled stop at the Nindigully pub. Remember…
One of the nice things about retirement is being able to go when and where you want to – provided the weather is conducive, your health is up to scratch, the people you want to visit are going to be home around then, and it’s what you feel like doing at the time. It took…