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Port Lincoln to Ceduna – gateway to the Nullarbor Plain


Link to a few pictures here: https://photos.app.goo.gl/YooeZ7mLLT3gwAW83


Port Lincoln and the west coast of the Eyre Peninsula

Staying in Lincoln National Park, we had a blissful Saturday by the beach, fishing and playing in and around this beautiful little bay, aptly named Fisherman’s Point. However, mother nature decided a change of weather would be fun and so on Sunday we had howling winds for 24 hours forcing us to use every tent peg and guy rope to hold the tent down – the tent flapped around in the wind starting early afternoon, through evening and night and it was not until about 7am the wind eased and we could relax and catch a few minutes of sleep. There was sand and dust everywhere and in everything, making our pack-up later that day somewhat grubby.

We returned to Port Lincoln for a day to clean up, the showers at the camp ground were fantastic, something to treasure when spending a year travelling and it’s usually a few days between showers 😊. The girls spent another few hours in the Public Library doing their schoolwork in relative comfort and afterwards played in the campground while Helen & I caught some squid from the local jetty. Helen becoming an instant hit as she held an impromptu lesson on how to clean squid to some other lucky fishermen who were catching squid for the first time.

Leaving Port Lincoln on Tuesday morning bright and early, just after lunchtime 😊, we headed northwest up the west coast of the Eyre Peninsula, stopping at Walkers Rock campground just north of Elliston, this was just a small informal camp-site by yet another gorgeous beach, we fished along the beach but without any luck. Next day we went back to Elliston and spent the day walking and driving along the local cliff tops, fishing off the historic pier and clambering down some rocks to try our luck at the base of a small rocky headland – our luck was not good ☹

I convinced Helen of our next plan, get up early and head north through Ceduna to spend a few days at a farm stay for a couple of days. As usual we needed a new plan the next day over a relaxed morning coffee, far more modest and a lot more fun. We visited the Woolshed Cave at Talia Beach, had a sneaky but fruitless fish from the rocks.



Later that day we stopped by some odd granite outcrops named Murphy’s Haystacks. Hopefully the pictures help explains things but they were far more interesting than originally imagined and so we only managed to cover about 100km for the day.



We camped at a small township called Haslam; its claim to fame being another historic jetty the locals had saved from demolition in the recent past, they did manage to knock down 12 metres of the jetty before the angry locals got their way and now raise money from the local campground to help with the maintenance of the jetty. It was claimed to be a fishing hotspot – another highly dubious claim as we caught nothing but puffer fish [toad fish], certainly nothing to eat ☹.


Toad Fish


The upside though was two mornings spent watching the sun come up and dolphins play in the crystal-clear waters of the bay. And so here we are on Saturday the 31st March, camped out in the wilds, finally west of Ceduna but not yet at our original planned farm stay destination. We had the great pleasure to watch a gorgeous sunset and then be treated to an amazing moon-rise, it is full tonight and rose with a pink and yellow glow before slipping behind some low cloud. I took some photos but really need some tuition in taking pictures of the moon, I am sure the pictures do the moon-rise a significant injustice.



Tomorrow summertime ends in Australia, which will confuse us and probably make us later than ever 😊 and then sometime in the next few days we will cross into West Australia and a new time zone just for fun. School is out until April 14th and so we will use the next week or so to cross the Nullarbor plains and head for Esperance and Cape Le Grand National Park.



To our families and friends everywhere, we hope you enjoy the Easter Holidays if you are somewhere they are celebrated, if not just enjoy the moment and don’t forget to stop and smell the roses.





Regards Roy, Helen, Sophie & Zoe

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