Situated on the western coast of the Eyre Peninsula, Locks Well is two kilometres down a good bitumen road. There is a large paved parking bay for motorhomes and caravans with a breathtaking view of the Southern Ocean. The road … Continue reading Locks Well
Coffin Bay is a fisherman’s Haven. Nice homes and shacks line the oyster filled bay. A kindly local on the CB directs us to the Shellar Door of Pure Coffin Bay Oysters. We put a couple of dozen large ones … Continue reading The World is our Oyster
With a picnic lunch packed we head south from Port Lincoln to the Lincoln National Park just across the bay. Horse Rock Camp Ground has a caravan perfectly positioned on the shore. Below Stamford Hill there is an interesting beach … Continue reading Lincoln National Park
At Port Lincoln we scoot into the Information Centre and book a tour of The Fresh Fish Place. The Fresh Fish Place is a slick operation and we see and taste freshly shucked oysters and watch whiting being filleted. Afterwards … Continue reading The Seafood Coast
When one thinks of fishermen’s cottages one doesn’t think of modern waterfront homes with pleasure craft moored out front, but this is Port Lincoln, home to Australia’s largest commercial fishing fleet. Continue reading Fishermen’s Cottages
Woken by the sound of trawlers making their way out to sea I didn’t have to leave the caravan to catch the first light of sunrise. We really couldn’t complain about the view. Continue reading Sunrise Port Lincoln
We got the last two sites in the Port Lincoln Caravan Park because it’s fishing season. We’re oblivious to such details as we don’t fish! We’re wondering when it isn’t fishing season here? After all it is Australia’s largest commercial fishing port. The Bay is a bright blue in the evening light, the hills of the Lincoln National Park glow golden. Seagulls pester fishermen for scraps, a pelican waits patiently on a lamp post. A trawler plies its way across the bay heading home. Kids on bicycles scatter the plovers. The sun picks out the yellow floats of a fish … Continue reading Port Lincoln
All fueled up (with even less in the tank than last time, I might add) we drive to Port Pirie for what turns out to be a delicious lunch but now our indicators have stopped working. While Woody pops into an auto electrician a woman pulls up behind El Prado’s van and pulls out her camera. Instantly on the alert El Prado asks her what she is photographing “not you darl, the lovely old Cadillac over there” she says. Whoops, we city folk always think the worst of people. Continue reading Any Indication?
The beach at Horse Rock Camp Ground, SA is starkly beautiful and there are, what we believe to be, large razor fish shells on the beach that must be almost a foot in length. One is warned to wear shoes … Continue reading Watch your step
On the east coast of South Australia’s Eyre Peninsula, Arno Bay is set on a curve of stark white sand. A jetty extends out into Spencer Gulf. At the southern end there is an aquaculture centre and fish hatchery as this is a breeding ground for tuna and cuttlefish among other sea creatures. The sheltered caravan park fronts onto the beach and the old Arno Bay Hotel next door offers camping for RV’s as well. Out at the end of the jetty we meet a somewhat reticent man who is hauling in bright green leather jackets. We feel as though … Continue reading Arno Bay
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