Thurs 22nd
Our first event of the day was when Bernie & Jan got
lost because they lost sight of Woody’s van, and their Navman was set for Port
Augusta. Of course Jan and George were following them. Our first stop was at Penong where the third
hole of golf, Windmills, was played. On the eastern edge of town were 26
windmills that pump up the town’s water. We continued on towards Nundroo, but
took a side road down to Fowlers Bay where it was suggested that we might see
whales. It is a small town of 16 that was
named by Matthew Flinders when he surveyed the coast. We had a walk along the pier and enjoyed
looking at the seabed through the crystal clear water, but there were no
whales. Apparently there are two that
have just calved, but they are around the next point. Instead of going out the way we came we took
an unmade road that was quite rough and corrugated. The land was very flat with
low growing red tinged vegetation. At Coorabie we found a farm stay and decided
to check it out. He owners have lived in the area for their whole lives and
have a farm of 20000 acres of arable land where they grow crops and run merinos,
50,000 acres in all. We were well set up with power supplied, spotlessly clean
showers and toilets, a kitchen/dining room that was fully equipped (it was an
old classroom that they got free and had transported there and set up for
$16000) and an excellent outdoor area with large fire pit, Webber, spit,
barbecue and all sorts of extras hanging around it - like tasting forks, jaffle
irons, camp ovens etc. and plenty of seating. Jan made a batch of delicious
scones and we enjoyed Devonshire tea around the big dining table. The owners, Deb and Leon Kloock, came
from across the road where they live and we spent a couple of enjoyable hours
chatting, making sure we had everything we needed and getting wood for the
large campfire. They were extremely
friendly and excellent company. Leon’s sister and brother-in-law manage the
whale watch interpretive centre at the Head of the Bight. He also gave us directions to a huge sinkhole
– I wonder if we are brave enough to go near the edge?
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