Friday 13th March 2015
It was cool overnight and we all slept like babies. I’m washing socks in the kitchen sink and gazing out across the wheat fields of the Eyre Peninsula while the others are down on their knees pumping up tyres to improve their fuel economy.
There is an intricate granite guttering system encircling Pildappa rock to catch the rain runoff. On the top of the rock there are large round ‘gnamma’ rockholes that the Aboriginals once used as a water supply. We spend the day lazing about in the shade of the rock. It is very hot but our octogenarian neighbours have gone walking in the Gawler Ranges. We find beetles and dry climate plants and climbing the rock becomes second nature to us and also provides phone reception. The breeze blows about the base of the rock so when we get too hot we stand close to the rock face and catch the breeze.
I now understand the expression “watching you like a hawk”. When we walk on the rock with Tillie, who is a seriously cute toy poodle, the hawks hover overhead with one thought in mind…”supper”!
David & Wendy return from their bushwalking and rig up a shade cloth shower tent. They assure us that it is not see through and hobble off cackling about showering together.