One Of a Kind

An Icon of Salt Creek (and VERY good). 

Beer, Buck, Burger and Bate.

$12.00 for a package of bate but look at all the fish that you (might) catch!

The Beach Road and Salt Marsh of the Coorong

Foue wheeling it to the Beach Road.

Southern Seas on a hot and humid stormy day. No recommendations for swimming.

Yet another salt flat in the Coorong.

Into The Coorong SA

The Coorong is a series of lakes and lagoons created by the Murray river system. With it' sand dunes, primitive plant life, and bizarre salt marshes,it's diverse landscape gives it a prehistoric feel. The warm wind whips across the flat and the remoteness is haunting.

We took the 42 mile crossing.  We spotted a couple of emus nonchalantly waltzing across the burgundy coloured flats. Perfectly blending in to the landscape, a pair of roos watched us with suspicion. I took a snap and hadn't notice the second little roo until I later edited the snap.

 By evening we had tucked into a sand dune with our caravan. We unhooked and took an evening drive down the beach. The southern seas tossed wildly on our right as we drove down the miles of beach. The beach is the only access through to the mouth of The Murray on the eastern side of the Coorong.

 

 

           Can you find two Roos in this pict?

 

Southern Australia Homestead

Six years in Tassie bestowed us with some good friends and friends often mean connections in Australia. We were invited to a friend’s parent’s cattle farm just outside of Mt.Gambier. We drove down the long, tree lined drive. On both sides were flat paddocks with distant trees and wheat coloured grasses from fence to fence. There was a shed in the back and a veranda out the front. It was obviously built with a intended simplicity. Limestone walls adored the outside and high ceilings with rustic wooden beams in the kitchen. Mr. B and Mrs. L greeted us as we drove up. They had raised seven kids in this house and we could see it was still a welcoming place for all the grandkids as well as our kids. We were treated to a roast beef dinner, beautiful bottle of red, and a perfect desert of ice cream with stewed rubarb. It was a magical place. We regret leaving so soon however we had a whole country to see and only a year. Thanks again Mr. and Mrs. L. It was a memorable evening. Hope we meet again.

Blue Pools Mt. Gambier SA. It almost glows blue

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.

En Route to SA

Cape Nelson ..a progressive vision

A quick stop on our way SA was Cape Nelson.  The  jagged, volcanic coastline and wild surf made a strong statement  "Do Not Swim".  The highlands were dotted with ominous windturbines.  A windfarm that went on for many Kms which finally led us to the old light house. 

Cape Nelson also know as The Shipwrecked coast.  Easy to see why.

Greyhound Racing

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We regretfull left Mornington Penninsula for Warnambol Vic. We found a quick caravan park at the Warnambol showgrounds. Early morning greyhound training sessions at 8am were on. These dogs were amazing athletes. After a restock of supplies we headed toward South Australia.

More Mornington

Touring the paddocks in style.



Master C gets his first lesson with the Aussie stock whip...a future Jackaroo in the making?

The promising one. A lovely, well balanced foal..a future cup winner?