Clare is a pleasant little country town.
I took the minor road out of Clare towards Wilmington – same
speed limits as the main road but much less traffic. Today I share the road
with three emus, a skink and of all things - a stag. He stood in the middle of
the road and stared me down, but leapt over a fence and was away before I could
get my camera out.
Some quaint little towns & villages along the way like
Laura & Melrose. Georgetown proudly announces itself with a sign at the
edge of town claim to be “Australia’s largest inland grain storage facility”:
well, why wouldn’t you boast about it?
Wilmington is nothing to write home
about. It was from here that I started back along the road I travelled east on
last week at. Back through Horrocks pass, but this time in sunshine. It seems
much shorter now than it did when it was in a cloud!
I made a schoolboy error at Port Augusta: I’m 20km the other
side of town when I work out that I’ll be too tight on fuel to make it to the
next station. Bollocks – I just added 40km to the dullest road on the planet
and ride back to Port Augusta to refuel.
Back on the dreaded Eyre Highway, I pull off into the town
of Kimba - I’d stopped at the Roadhouse before but didn’t realise there was a
small town/village just off the highway. Nice looking hotel that I’ll remember
if I’m ever back this way – looks much better than the Roadhouse motels.
Here I decide Ceduna is my destination for the day, sort out
the motel and hit the road again. This is the Eyre Highway, there’s not a lot
more to say about it.
Ceduna is a bit of a disappointment – not sure why I
expected more. I’ll be hitting the road early I think ….
Double Nullabor! The thing I remember about Ceduna - is ... nothing. :-)
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the return leg.