We are embracing retirement, and making the most of it.

We knew we were never going to sit still for long, so whilst we are happy and healthy we will be out and about seeing the world………… full time.

We are out of the fast lane and taking the slow road ahead

Friday, 14 February 2020

East Eyre Peninsula

Since our 4 nights relaxing in Whyalla (tide was either out or half in, dodge tide, so no fishing), visiting Iron Knob and Mt Laura


and stocking up again, we travelled south for 9 days down the Eyre Peninsula for some stunning beach scenery, and beach side towns, ending in Port Lincoln the seafood capital of Australia.



Cowell was where we saw the Crap Art, great foreshore, heritage buildings and collectables shop, then on to Port Neil, much smaller and stayed just south at Carrow Wells campground, tucked in behind sand dunes, but you could have been much higher and exposed to the elements if you wanted. 3 wells had been sunk originally by local aboriginal tribes.



14 km south of Tumby Bay, amongst wheat and sheep farms was our next stop for a few days at Red Cliffs. Each night we had 1 or 2 visitors stay the night. This end of the peninsula was so different from the salt bush and red dirt around Whyalla/Port Augusta, it was green, rolling hills and all farmed.

Our camp was high with unrestricted views, off the dirt track. We had our own private swimming lagoon between 2 beaches, saw dolphins and plenty of beach to walk. Not much internet, meant time to cook a Sunday roast pork in the webber, read, swim and walk. It was hard to leave after only a couple of nights.



Tumby Bay pier.


Port Lincoln has been a bit hit and miss with the weather, we stayed at the Tourist Park with huge views over the harbour and NP.


View from Winter Hill


but have had a great look around, spent 9 1/2 hours exploring the National Park, only 18°c, too cool to swim, it was sealed road to Surfleet Cove, and dirt past there. We wanted to check out all the campgrounds ready for “next time”.



climbing Stamford Hill to Flinders Monument, climbed by Matthew Flinders in 1802, for great views, back to Port Lincoln


walking the many bays and watching heaps of pods on dolphins frolic in Spalding Cove, so close, and sea lions on the off shore island at Donnington Pt










Unfortunately we didn’t see kangaroos or emus running about. Engine Point for a remote camp no facilities, or September Beach for surf and facilities would be our choice, but then you are spoilt for choice in this NP.

Our last days bike ride







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