We drove out of the yard at pretty much exactly 10:30 am-the end of our time allowed window. It had taken us two and a half hours to be ready! The fridge is full ready for four days. How will we ever manage a couple of weeks between shops in a couple of months time?
We took the ring route around the city, and down Torrens Rd to meet up with the northern expressway, deviating past cheap fuel to top up the tank.
Not long after we left the expressway we met a traffic standstill on Port Wakefield road (roadworks don’t mix well with Easter traffic) , and made use of local knowledge and google to exit the main road, heading through the outskirts of Virginia and Two Wells, then Mallala, Balaklava and Whitwarta before coming out again on Highway 1 well past the troublesome Port Wakefield intersection. There are lots of vans on the road, and some choose to travel much slower than others.
We were amused by the number plate “MILUX” on a Hilux Ute and singing along to late 70s ELO as we drove along on an unusually hot Good Friday beneath a pale, hazy sky.
The new, larger and improved version of “Nessy” was being admired by many visitors to the salty Lake Bumbunga at Lochiel
and the windmills on the ranges waved to us as we drove past.
Despite the heavy traffic we were almost perfectly on time to meet Peter Fyfe ( Dean’s brother) for whom we were doing a favour by delivering the compliance plate for his new caravan ( he left town before it arrived). Then we headed up the track just a little more, found a shady spot and settled down to make and eat lunch, washed down with a well earned cup of tea while we wait for our friends to meet us.
We sat looking out at the Southern Flinders Ranges and a lovely forest of old river gums in the nearby creek line, glad of a shady spot and comfy camp chairs listening to the many different bird sounds and wondering who they belong to.
Peter ( the local landowner) came along and we happily chatted for a bit over an hour as we waited for Peter and Belinda Dick to complete their packing and make their way to the rendezvous.
We all followed Peter in through a few gates onto a lovely little area beside a dry creek with some big trees offering shade on the hot afternoon and enough flat area for their camper and vehicle and our camping vehicle. This is where we remained, chatting till late and listening to the Boobooks in the dark.
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