Departing Stawell around 9.45am, we drove through Ararat, surrounded by farmlands dotted with sheep and cattle, very pretty countryside. Through Beaufort to Lake Burrumbeet, our planned stopped for the next few nights. The first warning bells started ringing when we noticed all the tyre re-treads littering the road verge, then the copious amounts of rubber laid along the entry road to the site. Lake Burrumbeet itself is quite picturesque, but also quite isolated and the road in very obviously used as a racetrack and burn out site for the locals.
Leaving Port Augusta the day was very hot and humid, and the Flinders Ranges so majestic, yet quite mystical in the morning light. A glider floated across the sky above the highway then landed in the flats alongside the railway line, (hope all was OK?). On the climb through Horrock’s Pass the change in flora to the statuesque river gums and surrounding farmland.
We were booked in to the Port Lincoln Tourist Park and what a beautiful location on the banks of Boston Bay. The sites are staggered horizontally and tiered vertically which provides each site with views of the bay. The park is well treed although not necessarily around each site. Our sites were located about 2/3 up the side of the hill and being drive-through made it very easy to park.
Leaving Ceduna we were surrounded by harvested paddocks dotted with grazing sheep as well as flocks of tiny birds rising and falling with the wind. We drove through Smokey Bay our quest for fresh oysters foiled again; none were available in the town:(.