The Limestone Coast SA

We crossed into SA after a night in Nelson, a cozy, sleepy, flyspeck of a town where the main attraction is the river know as the Glenelg. As we ventured on down the flat, straight roads the landscape had gradually changed from the lush, greenery of Victoria into an aired, scrubby, landscape with the odd withering, distant, gum tree. This was the Limestone coast. Fine, white dust lined the miles of road on both sides. On the positive view, the beaches were sporting some pretty spectacular white against blue views. The feeling was of remoteness.