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Dr Bob in Australia 2011 Part One PDF Printable Version

 

Dr Bob in Australia 2011 Part One

February to May 2011

Continued from Dr Bob & Sandra Transit Singapore 2011

Continued at Dr Bob in Australia Part Two (July Onwards)

See all of Dr Bob and Sandra's previous journeys at: The Dr Bob Collection

Following two previous major Australian journeys in their Land Rover Discovery and caravan, this intrepid couple return to Perth in Western Australia for another year. The vast Continent lies before them, as do 12 action-packed months out on the road.

Where will they be at the end of that time? How will they get there? What will happen on the way? Read on! 

This is Dr Bob's travel log:

16 February 2011 - Near Dandaragan, Western Australia
We arrived in Perth safe and sound at 14.17 local time after 2 frenetic weeks in Singapore. The 4 ½ hour flight in a smallish jet (not a wide-bodied) was a bit bumpy at times but food and films excellent. German guy in front of me a bit of an a******e but then there's always one.

John and Judy were waiting for us and soon had us at a Woolworths for an A$200 shop, with A$500 cashback which saved us going to a cashpoint. My word, has the food gone up in price or what? UK and Spain are really cheap by comparison! Then it was back to the farm, where Pegasus and Old Bluey (the 4x4 and caravan) were waiting for us, already drawn up on the front lawn. So we offloaded the groceries and stowed them away, at the same time checking the various cupboards. Amazing what we had left behind in the 'van.

Yesterday we cleaned through completely and unpacked both suitcases, backpacks and carry-bags. Everything fits in. The caravan and 4x4 are great, much better than when we left them for 6 months in a Queensland Caravan Park Storage Area. Pegasus had a few rust spots on the bonnet, only surface spots and easily polished out, but then he is 14 years old after all. Unfortunately the battery has finally given up the ghost and just won't hold charge. John is very much the multiskilled rural Australian; he even renovates cars and builds radio-controlled aircraft - extremely talented, believe me. We have to visit friends in Perth so we shall get a replacement there next Monday.

We have rejoined RACQ, so if we break down then we can call for a start. The caravan has been a little more problematic. Learning from Morris, another Australian traveller and friend, before storage I had removed the 'sacrificer' from the hot water boiler (the one Morris fitted at Carnavon). Unfortunately the screw-in channel had corroded badly and without John the 'sacrificer' wouldn't have been re-installed. It took forever and the sacrificer still isn't screwed all the way in, but at least it is in and there is no leak to date. The water heater works just fine. Yet to try the generator, as have no unleaded petrol. The O ring at one of the gas bottles had perished so there was a leak. John identified the problem and we shall purchase another 0 ring when we go into Perth.

So that's it for now. Although we have a year to go here in Oz, we think we shall be storing on a fellow traveller's farm near Rockhampton. Unlike this time, however, we shall be parking out in the open (here we have had both vehicles under cover for the entire time) and we wondered about acquiring a caravan cover. We have started making enquiries already.

To stay in touch we are getting a SIM card on Monday and hopefully PAYG mobile broadband.

18 February 2011
Finally purchased a new battery in a small town 70 km away. Judy let us borrow one of their vehicles. Now here's the amazing thing! At Perth's Battery World it would cost A$170-280, in this little bush town: A$135. Seemed really strange. Our Honda 2Kw Silent Suitcase generator started second time! With the caravan and 4x4 connected, we found corrosion again at the towing plug so the rear lights on the caravan were misbehaving - but easily remedied.

Have been without power here for the last 2 days following a horrendous thunderstorm. It finally came back on this morning, Friday 18th, after almost 72 hrs. Luckily John and Judy have their caravan's generator, just like ours, or all their fridge contents would have gone. We switched to gas. Still they are able to claim A$80 for every 12 hours without power, so Judy is just phoning for the forms.

We're now going to Perth on Sunday at the suggestion of the inestimable Ruby and Bill and then hopefully to attend a 'Concert in King's Park' on Sunday evening. We say hopefully, as the weather forecast is mixed. Then a phone call to Robyn and Tony and we are to call in to them one evening before driving back to Dandaragan. These were the couple who offered their drive and hospitality our first time around. Again, wonderful people who we shall be delighted to see again.

19 February 2011
Have just returned from a tour of the local 'Mineral Sands Mine' where John works as the Supervisor to the above-ground operations. Fascinating, and more of this later. We were given superb driving gloves, fluorescent vests, several packets of ear plugs and tinted safety glasses - and all to keep at the end of the tour. Moon-H&S showed us the Concentrator where the Titanium Dioxide is obtained from the dredging. Ti02 is the main product but one of the side-products, activated charcoal, is in fact their biggest profit maker. I leave it to you to work out how Moon got his nickname!

Anyway we have subsequently phoned the 'Scrapper' where we purchased the 'Roo-bars' on the Disco, as he has one that he actually purchased from John who now runs a Toyota. Always return a kindness if you can!

Tomorrow we leave for Perth and more Australian friends.

8 March, 2011
Well, we're still in Bunbury and parked on the drive of our friend Craig (son of Ron & Jean who have been trapped by the floods in their bus at Casino, NSW since last October). Craig works at Kalgoorlie (Gold Mine) on a FIFO - 2 weeks there and 1 week at home, where he is extending and refurbishing his parents' house which he purchased from them when they retired and took to the road.

He is a super bloke and we have had so many kindnesses. All we have been able to do in return is keep him company, mow the lawn and tidy the garden generally. He is more than occupied on the house internally.

A bit of an unfortunate event occurred when we were wild-camping by the inlet here in Bunbury, just before we moved to Craig's. About 11pm and some bloke tries to break in to the front boot of the caravan and then, when he finds it locked, tries to remove the gas bottles. While Sandra rang the Police I went out, suitably armed, and drove him off. Actually we both formed the opinion he was either 'not the full shilling' or high on drugs. He returned to his 4x4 and promptly sanded it down. Calmly he gets out, engages the hubs and then drives past me with all his lights on, so I am able to relay the Rego to the Police who are still on the line. Half an hour later 2 charming Police Officers turned up and we are dropping off the 'thank you' letter to the Police station later today.

The 2 nights after that we stayed at Turkey Point and The Cut (the channel from the lagoon to the sea), which was absolutely blissful. Bunbury is renowned for its 100-200 Bottlenosed Dolphins and, whilst you can take extremely expensive boat trips to see them (it even costs A$10 pp just to visit the Interpretation Centre), at The Cut you see them frolicking around right in front of you. Actually later today we hope to take a boat trip with Craig and one of his friends and will be 'up close and personal' with the dolphins, even going in swimming with them if we wish. We'll also be fishing for blue Swimmer Crabs which make an excellent meal. We prefer Sweet Chilli Crab, as both Salt and Pepper and Singapore Crab are more complicated and time consuming. Not that Sandra can't manage, you understand.

Once at Craig's and unhitched we were able to go off and enjoy such delights as the 'Mangrove Boardwalk' and 'The Swamp',  both teeming with wildlife - mainly birds. Also being Labour Day weekend last weekend we visited the beach and the inlet to watch the Dragon-Boat Races (bit like watching paint drying) and the Horse Swim. We also visited the Lighthouse, although there is no access or even parking. The Main Town Beach had 48 hrs of Friz-Bee competitions - Yawn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also on Sunday was 'Clean Up Australia Day' and we participated, even though we litter-pick at the free sites we stay on as we travel round.

The gas leak at one of the cylinders actually turned out to be hose and 0-ring and both have now been replaced. We have purchased a spare Regulator and are in the process of replacing the struts to the front boot of the caravan. The friend of Craig's with the boat also owns a garage and the Disco is now booked in for next Tuesday for a replacement Timing Belt. At A$500 it works out the same as we paid in Spain when we had the belt replaced on the Motorhome. Tony couldn't do it any earlier, due to Labour Day week-end and staff illness and absences. Given that last time here we were quoted A$1200 at Geraldton, we feel this is a good deal and it means that the job will be done before the tow across the Nullarbor: added peace of mind. Previously we were intending to have it done at Lincoln Land Rover at Port Lincoln, SA as Peter, the owner, did us a huge favour last trip round. We were there for the Great White Shark Cage Dive.

So that's it for now - we are off to the Police Station, Bank and then Coles Supermarket for shopping, all just a 10min drive away. Looking at the weather and now with the car trouble, we think it was for the best that we didn't go north.

12 March 2011
Just chilling in 30C weather on Craig's drive but with full access to his house and shed even though he is away. Ozzies just make the best and most trusting friends.

All good with us and have just had a nice e mail of thanks from the Police in reply to the 'Nice Person Letter' we dropped in. Also had the Area Manager (Perth) of Dick Smith, on the phone in relation to a complaint we had tendered re. appalling Sunday service. It all balances out although he was grateful for the feedback.

Dr Bob in Oz - February 2011

Having completed the 'Singapore Story', it's time to start the Oz Diary which we shall split into monthly sections.

On Monday 14 February 2011 and 5½ hours after leaving Changi Airport, Singapore we commenced our descent into Perth Airport. An excellent flight on a Qantas Airbus with ample time for a good meal and 2 in-flight movies. Customs and baggage claim posed no difficulties, indeed the staff were infinitely friendlier than those we had met at Brisbane on our previous arrival in 2007. Once again our one-year supply of medication, including pain-killers, antibiotics etc, was declared on our Immigration Form and caused no concern. Medication in Oz is extremely expensive by both Spanish and UK standards, so we travel well equipped.

John & Judy were waiting for us and we were soon heading for the suburb of Midland, where we did a huge shop at Woolworths. Strangely, it was to be the last time we used Woolies for ages, finding that (just like Tesco in UK) Coles and IGA seemed to offer similar goods at more competitive prices and with a much wider breadth of 'offers'. All 3 supermarkets issue free pamphlets which detail their weekly or fortnightly range of offers. Oh, the £=1.5 A$: a huge difference to the A$2.5 we were getting per pound on our first Oz trip (The Big O) in 2006-7. Fuel also had increased markedly, with Diesel being between 147-154c/l between Perth and outlying districts and also depending whether you buy in the week or at week-ends. Never seen it anywhere else but in Oz they put the fuel prices up from Friday to Monday. To date no-one has been able to offer a satisfactory reason, though we have heard numerous explanations from Australians to Fuel Company Representatives to 'talking heads'.

So fuel and food prices are markedly more than UK, and markedly more than on our first and second trips more especially, but not definitively due to the weak £ sterling and the overvalued Australian $. Gratefully, as with the majority of long distance/long term travellers, we are able to manage our budget and this time have allocated A$80/day for the duration of our stay. Also worth mentioning is the fact that we have no known huge outlays, unlike the first journey, having pretty much everything we need. Also, we did finish 2010 in credit after our Motorhome Insurance Company paid up for the accident in Portugal, and of course this is carried forward. But then on the second journey in 2007-8 we lost the fan belt and AC belt at Murray Bridge, the latter taking the AC clutch - A$1800 we were not intending to spend in this way. So we wait and see and squirrel our nuts away against a rainy day!

With the huge shop completed, it was back to John & Judy's home, a farmstead just 2 km off the Brand Highway and 11 km short of Cataby Roadhouse. It's 160 km from homestead to Perth and 70 km from their home to their GP. Although their area is known as Dandaragan, this is in fact the Shire (County District), with the town of Dandaragan - the nearest shopping centre – 40 km away by car. Anyway we arrived to find the caravan and 4x4 already out of storage and parked on their front lawn. John is the above-ground foreman at the TiWest Mineral Sands Mine just north of Cataby and the cottage is part of his remuneration package. They pay for heating, lighting and telephone. The cottage is actually owned by the farmer on whose land the cottage now stands; previously it was the farmhouse of a separate farm now purchased by the adjoining property. All is well and John had even power-washed the 2 vehicles and checked both for faults: we are informed that the Discovery has a flat battery that won't hold charge - and that's the only bad news.

Over the course of the next 5 days we unload both vehicles as, quite simply, we can't remember everything that we have stored. I find we have had a mouse in the Discovery; it never managed to escape, as attested to by the tiny skeleton and numerous faeces. The battery is replaced from a tyre and battery store in Dandaragan and we discover that the number-plate light on the caravan is corroded and useless, and that one of the gas-hoses to one of the front-mounted 9 kg gas bottles has split. We replace the light from SuperCheap Auto in Perth (see below) and the gas hose in Bunbury (ditto). The week passes quickly, with evening meals spent with John & Judy including a meal out at the Cataby Roadhouse.

Saturday, a week after we arrived, saw the first excursion. John had arranged for us to visit the Mineral Sands Mine where he works and a fascinating tour it turned out to be. We were issued with helmets, safety goggles, ear plugs and florescent safety vests (the latter 3 items, as well as leather driving gloves, becoming ours to keep) and then John ferried us around the extensive site visiting in turn the 'Barge', the 'Dozer Trap' and then the main 'Concentrator'. For the latter stages of the tour we were handed over to the Site Supervisor, who showed us the Concentrator and the First Aid and Drug/Alcohol Testing facilities.

If you go onto www.tiwest.com.au you will get further details of the mine site, which produces as its main product Titanium Dioxide and as a main by-product Activated Charcoal.  We feel sure that John told us that TiWest annually open the plant to the general public for a picnic and site tours. If interested please contact either TiWest or myself and I will make further enquiries of J&J.

Imagine if you will a vertical cross section of the earth! At the top you have the soil and then immediately below this an incredibly thick black/charcoal layer - this is the 'Mineral Sand'. Depending on the depth at which the MS appears there are two methodologies:

1) If surface, then earth-movers remove the soil over-burden and then a Mobile Concentrator is brought to the site which is connected to a large volume water supply. Dozers work 24-hr days, 365 days per year, to push the Mineral Sand into the top of the Concentrator, where vertical spools (like hollow springs) full of the slurry separate the ore by centrifugal force. The TiO2 slurry is then pumped to a storage area, where it is loaded onto 36.5m long road-trains and transported to the refinery just outside Perth for further enhancement before going to the port for export.

2) Once the surface workings are exhausted, or below a certain depth, the area is flooded to create an artificial lake. Now instead of the 'Dozer-Trap' we have a Floating Concentrator attached by a water line to a dredge, which can work at up to 20m depth of water. The 'Mineral Sand' plus water as a slurry is fed to the Floating Concentrator, and from there the sequence is as above.

Anyway we spent a fascinating morning at the mine and then back to the farmstead to pack for our 3 day trip to Perth the following day. Our time in Oz to date and the 4-6 weeks to follow underscore the enormous difference between touring in UK/Europe (note the difference) and Australia. By the time we finished our first year touring in Oz we had more friends and contacts in Oz than anywhere in the world. Hence the free two and a half years at Dandaragan - see Oz the second trip for details.

Similarly the trip to Perth to visit Bill & Ruby was the result of an initial introduction by MagBaz in 2006. Bill & Ruby live in Wembley, Perth and are both in their 70's and incredibly active in both mind and body; in fact they often tire us out. We left for Perth at lunchtime Sunday and that evening joined Bill & Ruby at 'A Concert in the Park'. Perth is just resplendent in free outdoor activities and has the infrastructure to support a multi-cultural population. There are parks, walks and free BBQ's everywhere and this free concert was at a park situated between the University and the river. Not exactly a 'first-line' group - and the mosquitoes were atrocious - but the picnic and company were excellent. The following evening it was a BBQ at the beach - and remember there are countless beaches, all with BBQ and other facilities Free Of Charge. The final evening it was our turn to reciprocate by taking them to a Food Court in Wembley. BYO drink - and the meal was excellent.

In between, of course, we were able to do all our necessary shopping, including visiting Medicare in Subiaco to have our reciprocal access to Australian Healthcare ratified and our numbers issued. The cards follow in about 3 weeks but really only the number is necessary.

All too soon it was time to climb back into the Discovery and drive the 160 km back to Cataby and John & Judy.
We had intended to spend a few days helping J&J around the home but there was a sudden change of plans and less than 24 hours later we were all packed up and on our way to meet a new contact at Two Rocks, a coastal township on the outskirts of Perth. We hadn't met this friend of a friend or even visited this township before and sadly we were unimpressed by/with both. Still, you would be, when you turn up by arrangement and the person turns up an hour later and you are offered nothing more than tepid tap water to drink. Actually a long-time, long ago friend of our neighbour Chris in Spain, she turned out to be an arty-farty type and both Sandra and I formed the opinion that we had been invited in the hope that we would purchase something from their jewellery cottage industry. We left never to return and just chalked it up to experience.

Through Perth and the Coastal Highway via Mandurah and then the Old Coast Highway to the roadside shop/cafe of Arthur and Audrey Marshall - see Oz Journeys 1 & 2. Unfortunately only Arthur and staff were in residence and so, after a chat and a coffee, we left a note for Audrey and repaired to Whittaker's Mill free-site where we spent a restful week-end, being on our own as a couple for the first time in 2 weeks.

Then it was on to Bunbury and, we think, one of the most traveller-friendly towns on the coast south of Perth. Interestingly on the first Oz journey we had totally blanked Bunbury, feeling that such a beautiful town situated as it is right on the coast and inlet/lagoon would tend to dissuade those of a travelling nature who are intent on not being forced onto Caravan Parks. It was only on the second trip, after being befriended by Ron & Jean Edwards originally from Bunbury, that we visited them, parking on the front lawn of the home now owned by their son Craig. Ron & Jean and their retired bus – Hazelbus - were stranded in Casino, NSW, but we had an invitation from Craig to occupy our previous pitch, even though he was currently working at Kalgoorlie Goldmine and not due home until the beginning of February. Still this, and so much more, we must keep until 'March in Australia'.

Dr Bob in Oz - March 2011

A much busier month than February and an extremely enjoyable one, which saw us visiting Bunbury for an extended stay, then Harvey to stay with Audrey & Arthur, and finally cross-country to Albany; a route we hadn't done before.

Unfortunately the month started with a bit of a shock on the first night we arrived at Australind, just outside Bunbury; I'll explain. Driving from Arthur & Audrey's shop on the Old Coast Highway it is just 23 km to the outskirts of Bunbury. Rather than take the main highway straight in we detoured to the coast at Australind, at the more northerly aspect of Leschenault Inlet. Australind is really just an extension of Bunbury and the inlet here is just dotted with Black Swan, Pelicans, Egrets, all manner of Cormorants, White-faced Heron, etc. The entire bank of the inlet is dotted along its entire length with recreational areas with toilets, BBQ's, eating/picnic areas etc. We filled up with water and emptied our cassette toilet. This is also our favourite spot for fishing for Blue Swimmer Crab, which are absolutely delicious. You can even catch Puffer Fish to use as bait, although 'Spleen' is better, or even chicken legs.

As mentioned previously we had an open invitation to park on Craig's front lawn and in fact, as it turned out, he had forewarned his neighbours. However we felt a little hesitant about arriving in his absence and decided to wild-camp alongside Estuary Drive where, in fact, we had stayed on the previous Oz trip. It was gone 11 pm when I heard a 4x4 growl past and, on looking out, noted that it had pulled down to the area used for swimming horses. 'Snogglers' we thought, only to have this perception shattered a few minutes later when the caravan started shaking. Some blagger was trying to access the front boot on the caravan and then to remove the gas bottles on the front draw bar. No luck with either, as all are securely locked. Head torch on to leave hands free, armed with a paring knife in one hand and an axe in the other, out I go instructing Sandra to ring the Police. There in my headlight is this 6' string bean of an individual who, on challenging, calmly walks past Sandra in the caravan doorway and back to his 4x4.

As I watch, he gets in and promptly sands down. By this stage I am talking to the Police on the mobile phone and we are laughing at this turn of events. Out gets the guy and engages his hubs and then slowly drives past, enabling me to read out his number-plate to the Police Officer still on the line. 30 minutes later the Police turn up and come in for a chat and to take details. Suffice it to say that we were so impressed that we subsequently printed out a 'Nice-person letter' and delivered it to the Bunbury police Station. We received a charming email back from the Senior Officer, who forwarded our letter to the 2 Officers concerned.

After this bit of a disturbed night, the following day we went into Bunbury to do some shopping and visit Tourist Information. Now here is the strange thing: approaching the town we took a wrong turn which took us towards the docks. As we pulled over to make a U-turn a 4x4 pulls alongside and a women shouts “if you're looking for the dolphins, follow us”. We assured her that we weren't but filed the information away until later.

Into Bunbury for a very productive trip given that a) the town now has free Public Wi-Fi (so you can sit in your vehicle and log on to the Internet), and that b) there is a new Parking Space specifically for Caravans. We do love Bunbury, as shopping is just so easy and you can walk to most stores from the Caravan Parking area. Anyway the lady mentioned earlier had got us thinking, so having finished in town we headed back towards the Docks and then followed the road to Turkey Point and The Cut. Bunbury is famous for its wild but gregarious dolphins and there is a Dolphin Discovery Centre as you drive in to town. It's A$10 just to enter the Interpretation Centre and A$50-80 to take a sight-seeing boat out to The Cut. Drive out to The Cut and it costs you nothing, yet there are the pods moving backwards and forwards in plain sight. Nothing like as good as at Whyalla, SA, but there they are. Go swimming from the tiny beach just to the town side of The Cut and it is not unusual to have dolphin swimming up to you to investigate. Later during our stay Tony, a friend of Craig's, took us out in his boat with the intention of swimming with the dolphins but the sea was just too choppy, so we ended up just crabbing; and what a feast we ended up with.

Anyway, I digress! In finding Turkey Point we also found an idyllic wild-camping spot and there we stayed for the next 2 days until Craig arrived home from his 2 weeks at Kalgoorlie Goldmine. Craig is FIFO (fly in fly out) and is on a 2-week-in 1-week-out rota at A$500/day, whether he's there or not. Pretty cool! He was back at the end of the week, so on the day of his arrival we drove to his home, reversed up his drive and waited to be plugged in to his electric. We could even log on to his Wi-Fi! The bonus of having friends in Oz. And all we could do by way of thanks was to mow his lawn on 2 occasions. What a chum.

Through Craig we met Tony and enjoyed the boat-trip and crabbing. Tony also owns a garage, as well as other businesses, and was to replace the Timing Belt. We had to wait until after Labour Day week-end, due to him being fully booked, and then had a huge and welcome surprise when the Discovery was returned 30 minutes later, it having been determined that it had a Timing Chain and not a Timing Belt. So what the Land Rover Garage in Geraldton was doing quoting me A$1200 for this work I shudder to think. Another friend made.

So, what about Bunbury? Europeans first discovered the area in 1803 on a voyage led by Captain de Freycinet. However the region wasn't fully explored until 1830, when Governor James Stirling's expedition navigated the Collie River before establishing a camp called Port Leschenault.

Expedition members claimed large land grants and a military regiment was sent to protect the anticipated settlers. Bunbury's first settlers, the Scott family, did not arrive until 1838. Convict labour and the Donnybrook gold rush saw the small colonial outpost become a town. The Port of Bunbury developed into the southwest's main export hub, bringing further prosperity, and the town grew into the city it is today. www.visitbunbury.com.au

Having settled at Craig's we unhitched and were really able to explore the Bunbury area.

Highlights of Bunbury

Big Swamp Reserve - Excellent walk trails and viewing platforms that offer vantage points. A diverse range of wetland flora and fauna with more than 30 species of birds known to inhabit the area. All manner of ducks, including Australian Shelduck and Musk Duck (Australia's largest diving duck), Black Swan, Pelicans, Kingfishers, Royal and Straw-Necked Ibis, etc. A 'Not to be missed'.

The Mangrove Boardwalk - Around the town end of Leschenault Inlet. Here we saw an Australian Darter and 2 varieties of Kingfisher, Collared and Sacred, as well as the usual cast of characters. This is the most southerly population of White Mangroves, some 25,000 years old. There is extensive signage and numerous lookouts.

Various Sculptures around town.

The Dolphin Discovery Centre - If you wish to pay the price, or The Cut and Turkey Point with a swim on the off-chance of a Dolphin experience. There are over 200 Common Bottlenose Dolphins in the Bunbury waters.

Crabbing for Blue Swimmer Crabs (Blue Manna Crabs) at Leschenault Inlet.

Walking the 3 rivers of the area and the surrounding forest trails.

Multiplex Cinema in town - Tuesday all tickets A$10.

The Various Beaches - Back Beach, Hungry Hollow Beach and Koombana Beach, all with picnic spots, BBQs and shaded areas.

The Lighthouse - the distinctive lighthouse had a humble beginning, as follows:

1841 a storm lantern on a wooden keg formed the Port's first beacon.
1870 a square wooden lighthouse was built on the site of the Marlstone Hill Lookout.
1903 the original lighthouse is replaced with a 9m steel structure.
1959 an additional 6m of height is added to the lighthouse.
1963 a flashing light is installed in the lighthouse.
1971 the lighthouse head is placed on a new structure at its current site. Its 27.43m were painted in its distinctive black and white chequered pattern for the first time. Unfortunately there is no access to the lighthouse, nor any nearby parking

Swimming, snorkelling, diving and fishing, as at so many Australian seaside towns.

In addition, whilst at Bunbury it was Labour Day week-end and all manner of activities were scheduled on Back Beach and Leschenault Inlet. The beach hosted a weekend long Frisbee competition, while we attended the Dragon Boat Races and Horse Swim on the Inlet itself. All good clean fun. There was also the 'Keep Australia Clean' 3 hours Sunday organised garbage/rubbish collection at designated sites.

All too soon it was time for Craig to drive back to Perth for his flight back to Kalgoorlie. We stayed an extra 3 days hoping that our replacement camera battery would arrive and then, re-hitching the caravan, drove the 40 km back to Harvey to park on the old cricket ground behind Arthur & Audrey's home. We have reported on Harvey before and, although we stayed a week, normally you could manage all of interest within 2 days. However, Arthur was scheduled an angiogram as a day case in Perth and so we decided to stay around in case there was anything we could do by way of support. As it turned out the angiogram showed such advanced coronary atheroma that only by-pass surgery would have been practical. But then with Arthur being 90 and with only minimal symptoms, it's to be medication only.

Harvey is nestled on fertile irrigated plains beneath the rolling hills of the Darling Scarp, in the heart of dairy country. This thriving town has a unique Italian heritage and has developed a reputation for its orange juice, beef and increasingly its wine. Citrus orchards and viticulture flourish and Harvey's dairy farming provides the bulk of WA milk supply. There are Jarrah forests surrounding the town, which come alive with wildflowers during spring.

The Harvey Dam makes for a scenic picnic spot with BBQs, an amphitheatre, walking trails and playground. Unfortunately at the time of our visit it was nearly empty but trout and perch can be caught (permit required September-May). Harvey was home to well-known children's author May Gibbs, creator of Snugglepot and Cuddlepie, and the town features a replica of her 1880's home called Stirlings Cottage.

Our visit also coincided with the annual Harvey Stomp/ Harvey Harvest Festival which occurred on the Sunday. A rather mundane affair with numerous tacky stalls selling overpriced goods and fast-food. There was a musical trio, the 'Pretend Italians' – honestly, that was their name. The highlight was the 'Harvey Stomp' which saw teams of 2 people thrashing round in ½ wine barrels trying to extract juice from a standard weight of red grapes. Allegedly teams come from all over WA and even 'out of State' but we only saw 3 teams and the one comprising 2 Orientals 'won' the coveted prize - not sure what that was. Ho-Hum!

Really our visit was just to aid Audrey & Arthur and we did quite a lot around the house and garden, as well as ferrying supplies to the shop out on Old Coast Highway - fruit and veg, etc. Then there were problems with the 3 Emus kept at the shop and Sandra and I had to assist in Emu droving - not very successfully I'm afraid, as one of them legged it into the property next door and kept going.

The day after Arthur's hospital appointment it was time to leave to continue our journey. On the first trip (2006-7), we had gone south-east along the coast from Bunbury, and on the second trip (2007-8) across country from Hyden and Wave Rock. So this time we decided to cut across country to Albany taking in Donnybrook, Bridgetown, Manjimup, Rocky Gully, Mount Barker and Narrikup: 438 km.

The first evening we wild-camped at the western edge of Donnybrook at the Information Lay-by. This is also the collection point for locally grown pears and apples, with double-trailer road trains collecting each evening at 10 pm to ferry the loads into Perth. Here the fruit is sorted, bagged and distributed. We talked to the staff and were rewarded with free samples! Adjoining the site are acres of unfenced apple orchards and you are able to collect all the windfalls you desire.

And so through to Albany, which had so enthralled us at the time of our first trip, 2006-7. On that journey we had stayed at Cosy Corner West, a free-site some 33 km west of the town itself. No such luck on this occasion, as Cosy Corner West had been closed by the Shire and Cosy Corner East had been 'taken-over' by a large group of travellers occupying a motley rag-tag of vehicles and obviously well dug in, in spite of clearly displayed notices to the effect that there was a maximum allowable limit of 7 days. We have seen such congregations previously and, just like the 'gypos' in UK, by their sociopathic presence they spoil it for others and often leave the sites filthy when they are finally 'evicted'.

Our only recourse was to find a caravan site, settling at Panorama Caravan Site on Frenchman's Bay Road and with a superlative vista over the sea. We hate caravan sites, as they often turn out to be cliquey and noisy, and this one was no exception. On the first night we were disturbed by 8 Orientals arriving at 3.15 am and pitching their tent using car headlights for illumination, with a radio playing as well as loud conversation. The conversation continued after they had turned in. They were then caught by the 'temporary manager' as they attempted to sneak out at 6 am without paying. All was well for the next few nights until a middle-aged couple with a beautiful Labrador arrived and parked next to us with their trailer tent. The dog had never been on a site before and 'woofed' episodically throughout each and every night.

The couple were even worse with conversation from 6 am every morning. At least with free-sites, if you are disturbed then you are not being charged for the privilege. At Panorama, 16 km from town, we were paying A$30/night for a powered site! To compound this we were parked between site-cabins and the sea. After being asked for the nth time to move our 4x4 so as not to block views, I placed a notice on the windscreen to the effect that we were paying for this parking place and to ask the trailer tent to move!!

Anyway, what about Albany itself? The British Government ordered a settlement to be founded at King George III Sound, in part to prevent the French establishing a hold on the Australian continent but also because of growing dissatisfaction with the convict settlement at Port Macquarie in New South Wales. On 9 November 1826 the Brig Amity sailed from Sydney carrying a party under the command of Major Edmund Lockyer, who was ordered to form a settlement at King George Sound. The Brig reached Princess Royal Harbour on Xmas Day 1826 but no-one was put ashore until the following morning. Lockyer named the site Frederickstown, after HRH Duke of York and Albany, Frederick Augustus, second son of King George III. In 1831 the name was changed to Albany by Governor Stirling.

From 1834 new settlers began to develop agriculture and pastoral holdings. Over the decades, European settlement expanded into the hinterland. Albany evolved into a busy port servicing the goldfields and exporting timber and agricultural products.

Highlights of Albany

The Replica of the Brig Amity.

Whaleworld and the newly open Wildlife Park - We visited WhaleWorld in 2006/7 and were fulsome in our praises at that time. The last of Australia's Whaling Stations, with the whale-oil tanks converted to museums and cinemas to excellent effect. There is a whale-chaser on display and regular guided tours included in the entrance fee of A$25/adult. See www for further details. We were not there to revisit WhaleWorld but rather to visit the Wildlife Park that has been opened as an adjunct. It has a plethora of the smaller marsupials, together with the usual kangaroos, wallabies and wombats. Even though many of the animals present are nocturnal by nature, we, as the only visitors on that day, were obviously worth looking at and almost all the animals came out for a sniff. Particularly endearing were the 2 species of Wombat and indeed Sandra and I have a special affection for these, 'nature's bulldozers', heavy as lead and just packed with muscle. The females remain affectionate but the males change negatively at puberty, so nothing unusual there! The 2 koalas were human-friendly and we were able to hand feed using eucalyptus left for them. We were totally on our own and risked a quick stroke, even though they are renowned for biting, spitting, urinating and defecating to good effect when displeased. We also sat for ages in the kangaroo, wallaroo and wallaby enclosure and it was lovely to have them come over to be stroked, as they stood with their forearm resting in your lap. Well worth the A$10/adult, as we are suckers for wildlife.

The Blowholes, the Natural Bridge and the Gap, on the road to WhaleWorld - The Blowholes are naturally occurring fissures in the rock through which sea-water erupts, given a sufficient high tide, following sea and wind. Nil on the day we visited. Sadly a lad was drowned while rock-fishing here just days after we visited. This coast marks the juncture where the super-continent of Gondwana split to form Australia and Antarctica, with the rocks here identical to those found on the northern coast of Antarctica. The Natural Bridge is a rock arch formed by the 2 sides of a fissure moving apart but leaving a rocky bridge connecting them. The Gap is similar but in this case there is no arch. Eventually, at about 10 cm/year, the fissure of The Natural Bridge will increase in size and the Bridge tumble into the sea. The Gap will just become wider and wider forming an inlet.

Bird Park and Marron Farm - A cornucopia of human-friendly animals and birds, all craving the foodstuffs which are provided with the entry price. Charming and unassuming, it would raise a smile on anyone's lips. Very little involving the Marron themselves, other than a few specimens in tanks, and minimal signage. Still the birds and animals, including 2 extremely aloof dingoes, more than made up for the absence of a few crayfish. All exhibits were in excellent physical condition. As it was mid-week there were only 2 other visitors. A$10 pp. Delicious food is available and the menu can only be described as 'gourmet'.

Emu Point Boat Pens with the Bronze of Sam the Seal - Emu Point beaches and the story of the bronze and Sam himself (see www.samtheseal/Albany). Sad to relate, after numerous years of entertaining visitors Sam was stabbed to death by some sociopath who was never apprehended.

Desert Mounted Corps Memorial - Situated at Mount Clarence, it features a statue of an Australian mounted soldier assisting a New Zealand soldier whose horse has been wounded. The wall bears the words “Lest We Forget”. This is the ANZAC Light Horse Memorial to the Gallipoli Warriors. The base of the statue bears bullet marks from the Suez crisis in which it was damaged before being relocated to stand overlooking King George Sound, from where the convoys bearing the ANZAC troops departed for WWI.

The Princess Royal Fortress - This impressive Mount Adelaide site takes in the Albany Barracks; Princess Royal Battery; Military Heritage Centre; Australian War Memorial Gallery; Padre White National Memorial; HMAS Perth Interpretive Centre; First Dawn Service Display; and the Australian Light Horse Museum. A little pricey at A$19 (1 Senior and 1 Adult).

Dog Rock - We like stories, and here's one. The hound-head-shaped rock in Albany's CBD was said to have been created when some early settlers returned home to find a group of naked Aborigines surrounding their daughter and her dog Victor. The parents became justifiably alarmed and their fear passed to the dog, which attacked the group causing them to run off. As they did so, however, they loosed a volley of spears and the dog was killed. That night Victor was buried but in the morning his grave had disappeared, to be replaced by the immense Dog Rock standing as testimony to his devotion and bravery.

Birdwalk on Emu Point road - A good 3/4 hour walk, although much of it shaded. Few glimpses of the lake, poor signage and impoverished bird-life. Possibly better at other times of year. Unimpressive.

Op Shops (Charity shops) - We voted Albany joint first with Geraldton! On this visit Sandra managed 10 T-shirts at A$2/item (on sale). Outstanding!

There is also The Boardwalk, Old Jail Museum, Patrick Taylor Cottage, Residency Museum and Wind Farm, but these we didn't bother to find time for.

We stayed at Albany for a full 7 days and left knowing that it would remain on our list of places to return to in the future.

Dr Bob in Oz - April 2011

From Albany it was 477 km to Esperance on this occasion, taking the longer route through the Stirling Ranges. Our route was: Albany-Stirling Ranges-Ongerup-Jerramungup-Ravensthorpe-Munglinup-Dalyup-Esperance. A 3 day journey, on which we only stopped briefly at Ravensthorpe for some shopping and an interesting talk with 2 locals. The town, virtually abandoned when the local mining industry collapsed, has been re-invigorated with 3 mines now open or opening in the vicinity. The old gold mine is re-opening and the nickel mine has already opened. In addition they now have the largest lithium mine in the world -that's a quote. We have also been invited to stay at a local farm, should we drive through again. None of the mines have organised tours.

On to Esperance, which appeared high on our list of 'Bottom 20 Places' when we visited in 2006/7. No change I'm afraid, although in fairness we found the people we talked to much more friendly on this occasion. We parked at the Visitors' Centre and unhitched. Then it was but a short drive to the Tanker Jetty and Sammy the Sea Lion. What a ham!! He lives either on the pilings or on the nearby beach and appeared to answer to his name. He posed for photos while swimmingly languidly in the clear blue shallow water.

We walked the entire length of the Jetty, which has an artificial reef for divers about 50m distant from its end. We talked to 2 locals merrily hauling in Garfish as fast as they could cast out. The one reminded us of the comedian who does the tea advert with the toy monkey, while the other only moved from Newcastle-upon-Tyne some 2 years ago, having been recruited as a train/engine driver. Looks like he'll be staying, as his Chinese wife has just presented him with a son and he is looking to buy a plot of land on which to build his house. We wished them luck and strolled on our way.

The Boat Trip around the Islands was prohibitively expensive, even excluding the choppy sea, with the full day cruise only leaving Friday or Sunday and with a minimal number of punters to be reached. We thought to visit the Yabby Farm, which is new, but a phone call brought the news that a large order had just cleared them out of stock and they were waiting for cooler weather before going out and restocking. We assume they feed them up to market size. Really disappointing, as we have never eaten Yabbies and were going to buy sufficient for an evening meal. Just like others of the Crayfish family you just boil them in salted water. So with nothing else of any interest (so no change there) we changed a gas bottle at Bunnings, filled up with fuel and bought take-out fish and chips which we savoured with a glass or 3 of wine sitting in a picnic area overlooking the port. Absolute heaven! We voted it the best fish to date, at least so far on this trip, and the portions were huge.

So, with very little sadness (well, we had seen Sammy the Sea Lion), it was north towards Norseman 200 km away, stopping for the night 50 km out at the Pioneer Park of Scaddan. What a charming place! We are sure it was not there last time and yet this is more 'real Australia' than tourist traps like Esperance. There is a toilet provided, as well as a water supply and a history of the Scaddan community. Numerous photos and a long comment in their visitors' book.

We just love Norseman and were able to catch up with Mick at the Shell servo - “the cheapest fuel in town” at 161.9c/l - and more especially Joy at the Visitors' Centre. We have visited Norseman twice previously and the place doesn't seem to have changed at all since our last visit.

Norseman is a historical gold mining town and WA's gateway to the Nullabor. Legend has it that a prospector named Laurie Sinclair tethered his horse 'Hardy Norseman' to a tree overnight and the next morning the horse was lame with a large gold nugget lodged in its hoof from pawing the ground. Over 5 million ounces of gold have been extracted at Norseman, making it the second richest goldfield in WA. Norseman boasts:

A scenic lookout where one can wild-camp, although we find the bush parking to the east of town far better.

The Tin Camels and the statue of Norseman.

Dundas Coach Road Heritage Trail.

Your 'Nullabor Crossing' Certificate from the Visitors' Centre if you have crossed east to west. (W-E it's at the Visitors' Centre, Ceduna).

So, we found few changes in town and the gold mine still doesn't run trips.

The Visitors' Centre now asks a contribution to fill up with water (free at the servos) and an  A$3 fee if you use the dump-point (again free in the bush if you have a spade).

Having spent a few days and renewed acquaintances it was time to travel east and face the Nullarbor for the third time - and what a different vista faced us on this occasion! With all the rain over the past 8-9 months the Nullarbor was GREEN, more especially in Western Australia where the grass-rich and verdant plain would have supported grazing cattle.

At 200 km/day it took us 6 days to cross the Nullarbor, calling in at all the Highway Inns and servos to compare prices and take photos where appropriate. So we had Balladonia, Caiguna, Cocklebiddy, Madura, Mundrabilla, and Eucla before crossing at the WA/SA Border Village. We filled up with fuel at Mundrabilla at 188.9c/l and stopped overnight at the old water tanks 2 km before it, but 2 km off the highway which ensures peace and quiet. The tanks appear to have been repaired and held water (non-potable), so we were able to top-off our water tanks.

From the Border Village (West to East travellers do not need to dump their fruit, veg and honey) it was Nullarbor Hotel/Servo (no air-hose), past the Aboriginal Community at Yalata, and on to Nundroo. We stopped here overnight and what a fortunate stop this turned out to be. That night we were invited into 'BUS 11', the converted coach of Paul & Barbara, travellers from Brisbane on their way to family at Perth; we didn't stagger back to the caravan until gone midnight. The following morning, as we prepared to leave and were saying our goodbyes, they offered us free parking and storage at their 5acre homestead just outside Brisbane. So, although we already have promised parking and storage with friends at Rockhampton, as we are flying from Brisbane Airport this will be far more convenient. 'The Kindness of Strangers' to parody Kate Aidy.

5 km after Nundroo we took the signed gravel road to Fowler's Bay, stopping at the Fowler's Bay Caravan Park overnight - not a bargain at A$25 powered, A$20 unpowered. The road in was pretty poor but we needed to confirm details regarding the whale-watching eco-trips that the owners run from here. www.fowlerseco.com or . Rod, the husband, is still FIFO, as the venture is not yet self-supporting, and so we had the pleasure of meeting Simone his wife. They have just purchased the Caravan Park and are related to the family who run the eco-tours 'swim with the sea lions' at Baird Bay, SA, email: . 

The small and somewhat cramped site has showers and limited drinking water, which drains through the surrounding sand-dunes. There is no dump point - again you need to go bush. There is a jetty for fishing although no one seemed to be catching anything. There is a small store with limited inventory and, since the site is powered by generators, you are not able to run heating elements, A/C, etc, though TV, fridge, lights, computer, etc are all OK. Still everyone appeared extremely friendly and one of the staff, Jacqui from Perth, even loaned us her computer aerial so we could access our Mobile Broadband. Again, come evening, it clouded over and we had steady but heavy rain. The Whales arrive some time after May and a number will, apparently, take up residence in the Bay itself. Rod and Simone now have our email address and apparently send a block email to all potential visitors once the mammals arrive.

The next morning it was a spot of fishing and then the other loop of the gravel road back to the highway - 17km of absolute hell!! Apparently the township was offered a surfaced road by the Shire but the majority of property owners refused - undoubtedly NIMBYs. Approaching Ceduna we 'parked bush' in our usual spot 5 km out, so that we could hide our remaining fruit and veg. After shopping in Ceduna, we then collected our goods on our way out to Denial Bay for some crabbing - although a little late in the season.

We really don't like Ceduna and yet it seems that we may be spending a month or so there later on in the trip - I'll explain. There's a hypocritical schizophreniform character to Ceduna which is reinforced on each of our visits. The town derives huge financial benefits from its position as the 'eastern gateway to the Nullarbor' and yet patently many local residents despise the very visitors on whom they depend. There are several caravan parks and yet no free camping unless you 'go bush' as we do. Prices are invariably higher here than elsewhere on the Eyre Peninsula, preying on the needs of the traveller either leaving or entering the Nullarbor Plain.

The Visitors' Centre (www.cedunatourism.com.au)  is such a case, where the Internet is exorbitantly priced (free at the Library), and it's A$1 to even swap a book. The 'free' Nullarbor Certificate has now been replaced by one which sells for A$1.80. Of note, however, was that the male member of staff seemed infinitely friendlier than the previous staff, of whom we wrote to the Shire Council. The other main drawback of Ceduna, and it has to be said, is the huge Aboriginal community, the members of whom see themselves as outside the law. With good reason as in many cases they are! Thursday is Social Security day and, for your sanity, I suggest you attempt to avoid Thursdays wherever possible. Ceduna is an alleged 'dry area' in relation to alcohol restrictions and in consequence all alcohol products are prohibitively priced. Try and bring your 'tipples' from elsewhere if possible.

Points of Interest in Ceduna:

2 IGA supermarkets, and a Shell servo which accepts Coles 4c vouchers.

2 fish factories where you can buy really excellent fresh fish and receive gratis fish products to use as crab bait. Remember that chicken cannot be used as crab bait in SA, it has to be fish-derived. We purchased Whiting and received a huge bag of fishheads, although we only needed 7. The staff were as friendly as on our last visit. 

The Bureau of Meteorology Weather Balloon, just off the Eyre Highway to Streaky Bay and just out of Ceduna itself. Not sure how long this particular item will be available, as new technology has now arrived which will render the daily release of a weather balloon at 2.30 pm superfluous to requirements. It's free to visit and you get a chat from the technician concerned. He will also be history within a matter of months, again having been rendered obsolete by the new technology. Still, he will get redundancy pro rata for his 40 years of service. After a vaguely technical chat we all trooped outside to see the daily weather balloon released before returning to the control room to observe the changing data being returned to the computer. Although used to some degree for weather reporting, its main function is in aviation, feeding information on wind strength, etc to aircraft passing across the continent.

Denial Bay - for us no trip to Ceduna would be complete without a trip to Denial Bay, 12 km to the west of the town. There is a pier and parking area with water and toilets but camping isn't allowed. Although the main crabbing season is now over, we obtained a feed of Blue Swimmer Crabs within 2 hours of dropping our nets. We just love Sweet Chilli Crab! People were fishing and squidding from the pier, with the same impoverished results as at Fowler's Bay.

New to us was the Wombat and Fauna Rescue run by Val & Don Salmon at their property on Kerley Street. We returned later to do voluntary work, but became completely disillusioned after the first week and left, feeling conned, disillusioned and angry. See a fuller account below under the heading 'Update'.

More shopping and the servo, then we were out of Ceduna along the Eyre Highway on our way to Port Augusta via Iron Knob and all towns in between. The first in-between turned out to be Minnipa with Pildappa Rock 15 km out of town along an excellent well-graded gravel road. Victorians Phil & Necia in their Mercedes Sprinter, who we had met outside Ceduna, had told us of Pildappa Rock and it turned out to be everything they promised. Two free-sites with BBQ's, shade shelters and earth toilets. An additional bonus was that they were there to meet us. The flies were a problem from about 11am until early dusk, but then we just dressed accordingly and wore fly nets over our head and face.

Pildappa Rock - this large granite outcrop (dome) is the exposed part of a granite pluton which intruded the crustal rocks at a great depth (5 km) about 1500 million years ago. The rock shows joining in a number of directions, all of which have contributed to its weathering and current shape. On the surface are features such as pits (deep and narrow), pans (broad and shallow), gnammas (rock basins) and rillen (water worn grooves). The wave shape (flared slope) was caused by moist soil in contact with the rock, causing the granite to weather inwards. As the soil level lowered and more granite was exposed, the weathered rock material was removed leaving a concave surface (wave rock). There are many other wave rocks on Eyre Peninsula including Mount Wudinna (Australia's second largest rock), Ucontitchie Hill, Turtle and Yawondutta Rocks. We were later to visit and climb Yawondutta Rock and spend an enjoyable afternoon strolling and photographing.  

We managed 2 days of inactivity at Pildappa Rock and then, with a fellow resident remaining as caretaker, drove a 50 km gravel road to the Gawler Ranges National Park and the Organ Pipes. These are in fact rock formations deriving their name, obviously, from the shape of the rock formations. Actually the most impressive formations were those where the rock 'pipes' were stacked horizontally on top of each other but I suppose 'Pile of Pipes' isn't so evocative! The Organ Pipes are ochre red columns of Volcanic Rhyolite formed 1500 million years ago and are one of the world's largest such formations, if not the largest. We had been warned that much of the structural effect was muted by the growth of wattle trees and so it proved. See www.yktravelphoto.com/organpipes.

We stayed at Pildappa Rock for a further 4 days until our tank water gave out. The tank water pumped from a storage tank holding run-off from the rock was much too brackish to use for anything apart from washing the vehicles. We had plenty of drinking water left but we do like to shower daily. So back into town, where we filled up the tanks at the Pioneer Park and emptied the cassette toilet. 37 km east was the town of Wudinna (pronounced Wudna) and here we shopped at Food Lands-IGA before unhitching the caravan and leaving it in the caravan parking area while we drove the gravel roads to the surrounding landmarks. After Minnipa, Wudinna was a city and far more prosperous, neat and friendly.

Early exploration of Wudinna was by Edward John Eyre in 1839-41. Charles Darke explored the area in 1844 but was speared by Aborigines and subsequently died. The first pastoralist in the district was Robert Stanley who took up a 10 square mile lease around Mt Wudinna in 1861. Others followed. Obviously, the main concern was water and this led to the granite rock masses being utilised in the first instance:

Minippa Hill-1913
Yarwondutta Rock-1914
Mt Wudinna-1922
Polda Rock-1922
Pildappa Rock-1928

The Government ran water trains when these supplies were exhausted. In 1926 the district was finally connected to the Tod River Reservoir near Port Lincoln. North of the town there is a scenic loop (gravel road) taking in Mt Wudinna, Polda Rock and Turtle Rock (this latter landmark merely a photo op, as the rock is on private land and no access). Mt Wudinna is the second largest monolith in Oz after Ayers Rock, rising to 261m. The signage is excellent and the views from the top well worth the climb.

It was at the top that we met and chatted to fellow travellers Erin & Tana from Brisbane, Queensland. They were actually travelling east to west but were staying in Wudinna with a local, Peter, whom they had met on a previous journey. Later, driving back to our 'van we saw a caravan parked on one of the side streets and stopped to check if it had Queensland plates. It did, and as a result the afternoon passed in pleasant conversation. We have promised to visit them in Brisbane towards the end of the journey (together with the dozen or more we now have to look up!).

Next was the public phone and a SuperBuzz call back to UK. (There are just so many economy phone cards available where you get 20+ hours for A$11 or so but we find SuperBuzz the best for us). Then Internet and finally, as dusk fell, the 11km drive east to Kyancutta Memorial Park where we stayed the night and where we were able to get a TV signal. We need to run the generator when we watch TV/DVD but Sandra then uses the microwave and I charge laptop, phone, etc.

Overnight in the bush and then into Kimba, which styles itself as the town at the middle of Australia. Although there was ample free parking we thought the town tatty and so pushed on to Iron Knob which, in our humble opinion, is the 'friendliest and most welcoming town in Australia'. We reported on Iron Knob at the time of our first journey 2006-7 and, although essentially the same back-water, the local community has enlarged the free campsite with the addition of a camp-kitchen, plus shade shelter to the toilets and water supply present previously. There are also wood BBQs and wood supplies. The Iron Knob Mine (long abandoned but now in the process of being reopened and expanded) can still be visited on a 'Mine Tour' run from the Visitors' Centre, where free tea and coffee are still available.

This mine was dug by hand, as opposed to the Iron Monarch Mine, where mining ceased in 1999 and the 2,000 population community dwindled to less than 50. Until the closure of the mines, each year on average 1,000,000 tonnes of ore were removed and shipped to the steelworks at Whyalla. All in all, over the duration of the lives of the mines, 150,000,000 tonnes (often with an iron content of 70% or more) was removed. Not for nothing is Iron Knob known as the 'Birthplace of the Australian Steel Industry'. In those halcyon days ore with a value of less than 70% was often discarded, remaining as huge spoil-tips dotting the horizon and landscape. These tailings are now being recovered and are currently being shipped by road-train to the docks at Whyalla where the ore is loaded onto barges and transported to giant carriers waiting in the roads - destination China. Recent exploration has indicated that the mines may have a further life expectancy in excess of 10 years and hence, with the Chinese market demanding more and more raw materials, it becomes economical to re-open the mines (on an open caste basis) once again. So, who knows, Iron Knob may live again, if not to the extent of its past glory.

As mentioned, the Mine Tour is run by the excellent Visitors' Centre, where the small group of volunteers - in fact virtually everything in the town exists because of its volunteers - make you welcome. There is a short informational film on request, together with displays of mining equipment, mineral displays and historical artefacts and photographs. On our final evening in Iron Knob, in the company of newly found travelling friends, we ate out at the little Pub/Hotel and what a terrific Schnitzel for A$10; truly the best we have ever tasted. We would never pass Iron Knob without a lengthy visit and we would urge all fellow travellers to make it a must on their itinerary.

Finally, and with our new found friends travelling either south to Whyella or east to Pt Augusta, it was time for us to hitch up, fill up our water tanks and visit the Pub/Hotel for a book-swap. Next stop Port Augusta but this time for a longer visit, as Sandra's Balloon Ride birthday present is not scheduled until 10 May and, courtesy of our fellow travellers, we had found out about the Motorhome Park/Rugby Club at Port Augusta. Initially only available to motorhomes, it is now available to all self-contained vehicles at only A$5/night (pay for 5 and get 2 free). There is no power but a dump point and water are available. 66 km from Iron Knob to Port Augusta along the Eyre Highway and we were soon unhitching and settling in before driving back into town for shopping/fuel/free internet at the Library/hairdresser for Sandra. We also had a load of drinks cans and bottles to deliver to the Recycling Centre -10c/item in SA, and would you believe the staff even upped our payment to A$50, with the extra as their contribution to the Wombat and Wildlife Rescue at Ceduna (but read of our disillusion below under the heading 'Update'.

We actually find Port Augusta a rather boring place, although there are several listed attractions:

Wadlata Outback Centre - an interactive interpretive centre, it provides an introduction to the area's culture, heritage, settlement and modern development.

Australian Arid Lands Botanic Garden – 12 km of walking tracks through many arid zone environments. The garden displays a brilliant selection of native arid plants and abundant birdlife together with informative signage.

Various Lookouts

Foreshore - truly a beautiful area with BBQs, swimming pontoons, showers, etc. Our most favourite area.

Pichi Richi Railway - historic steam train from Port Augusta to Quorn.

For further information about the above and more, try www.wadlata.sa.gov.au

As mentioned above, the Library has free Internet and is open 7 days a week (with Sunday 2-5pm.). If you have a laptop you can join the SA Library Service. By this mechanism you can use any library in SA, having an ID and Password which allows sessions of up to 2 hours and GB. Wish we had known about this sooner, as we should have joined in Ceduna.

And so to the end of another month and one where we befriended even more fellow travellers. Currently we are here with Ray & Liz (Motorhome) from Perth, initially met at Iron Knob, while hopefully before we leave we shall be reunited with Merv & Judy (Coaster Bus) and Merv & Loris (4x4 and Pop-Top Caravan). Both from Perth, we met them initially at Pildappa Rock and then again at Iron Knob. They are travelling together, at least until Mount Isa where Merv & Loris turn west to return to WA. Merv & Judy travel east and have fossiking at Rubyvale on their itinerary - just as we do. However, they are old hands and we hope that our time lines will intersect and that we can spend some time together at the Rubyvale River, panning immense sapphires from the river shallows. Well, where there's hope!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????????

Until next time ... Sandra's balloon ride, the Giant Australian Cuttlefish at Whyalla and hopefully so much more.
Port Augusta, SA  11 May 2011

A KANGAROO'S TALE or PENNY WISE, POUND FOOLISH

So I guess it was bound to happen eventually - and it was always going to be a risk travelling at 0430 hrs when all manner of leaping things abound (excuse the pun)!

Sandra's balloon ride was scheduled for 0500 hrs and rather than pay A$21 for all of 6 hrs on an unpowered site at Rawnsley Park Station we opted to stay on a free site 10km away. That evening we enjoyed the entertaining company of 3 couples, all part of an extended family and travelling in a small whizz-bang, motorhome and caravan respectively. After a good night's sleep, we were up at 0400 for routine functions before setting off to travel the 10 km back to the Reserve. We hadn't gone 4 km before we were hit by a jumping 'roo which just came out from the darkness. As I was only travelling at 20km/hr (much to the annoyance of the guy behind) I was able to swerve, a manoeuvre which turned out to be both futile and ill-considered (except it was automatic). The 'roo bounced down the sides of both vehicles, causing superficial cosmetic damage to both.

So far the estimate for the Discovery is A$750-900 (my excess is A$350) and we shall need a specialist Caravan Repair shop for the dent in the aluminium siding of the caravan. Actually the annoying thing here is that the force of the collision dislodged a vent from the opposite side of the caravan, which in falling hit and snapped the cosmetic blue plastic wheel arch. And hereby hangs a tale - see later. The vehicle behind promptly ran over the vent!

On to the Balloon Flight, which Sandra enjoyed immensely I'm glad to report. Unfortunately it was rather short, as the wind suddenly died and down they came after about 20-30 minutes. Although there were 7 in the basket, Sandra was the only fee-paying punter as all the rest were representatives of the Tourist Industry from all over Australia, being entertained by SA Tourism in the hopes of acquiring future business. Quite a nice band of females and, as I commented to Sandra, you would have thought it was a hen-party!

As part of the experience the group assisted, to varying degrees, in rigging the balloon and in then repacking it. I travelled with Bryn, a Canadian, in the recovery vehicle and for my effort was able to join in the Champagne Breakfast; believe me, not as grandiose as it sounds. Still, Sandra had a great time and that's another item off her 'Bucket List'. She particularly liked the peace and tranquillity, with only the 'flaring' to disturb the calm.

And to the addendum! This morning we were at Mitre 10, Port Augusta - a hardware chain like B&Q for non-Australians. Robert, one of the staff, was refilling one of our 9 kg gas bottles and we were telling him about the collision and asking if we could acquire an empty cardboard box; he did better than that. He went off and returned with the box then, borrowing scissors, he cut not one but 2 inserts (one as a spare). He then taped the insert in place and handed us the full roll of tape Free of Charge 'just in case'. Can you imagine this happening where you are? We have found such kindnesses everywhere we go in Oz: one of the many reasons we return.

So, on balance an annoying experience and one we could have avoided. Still, on the positive side, Sandra had a great time, we met some lovely people on the ride and we had yet another example of open-handed kindness.

Until the next travelogue, Safe Travels, and may your collisions be cosmetic and less expensive.

PS  The 'roo paid the ultimate sacrifice!

Dr Bob in Oz - May 2011

So we stayed at the campsite in Port Augusta for 5 days leaving, together with Liz & Ray, on 5 May.

Now I'll just mention a phenomenon we had never seen before and hopefully one we shall not see again for some considerable time. On our first trip to Oz, 2006-2007, we became aware of certain motorhome/travellers' phraseology. So the Jayco Brand caravans and motorhomes were often referred to as 'Junkoos' or 'Shakoes'; smaller campervans derived from white panel vans were 'whizz-bangs' (listen to the sound of the sliding door); and those owning Winnebagos were 'Whingebagos'.

It was the latter which became particularly apposite on the Port Augusta site which had 2 large Winnebagos already parked up, the owners of which had set themselves up as 'alternative site management'. They attempted to instruct me on where I could or couldn't park, then, naturally receiving short shrift, they bothered us no further. The site was not a CMCA site and yet CMCA members tried to impose CMCA rules on it, which we found really puerile.

On the day that the 'Whingebagos' left, the whole site seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and everybody started talking to each other, even those who previously seemed reluctant to leave their travelling homes. One couple in an ex-Forces monster (The Beast) recounted their meeting with them in Tasmania, where they came over to demand that the Council site fees be paid to them and added that parking was only permissible in a specific area. This was after this couple had paid their receipted fees directly to a Council member and been told to park anywhere on the site. As we say, we'd never seen this phenomenon previously - but then we don't very often stay on sites for often mentioned reasons, to which we can now add 'Resident Tossers'.

Actually it was lovely to be back on the road and travelling towards Quorn, Hawker and Rawnsley Park Station, where Sandra was to meet the pilot of the balloon. The first night we stopped a mere 22 km outside Port Augusta on a 'freesite' and somehow the air seemed fresher and freer with no extraneous noise apart from that of passing traffic. Actually that afternoon we were joined by a fellow caravanner from Bunbury, WA who came over to introduce himself and confirm that we were staying overnight. Some travellers just feel happier with others in the immediate vicinity.

The following day it was in to Quorn and what a friendly, if somewhat sleepy, town it turned out to be. The only real point of interest in Quorn is the Quorn Railway Station Yard. Excellent signage and a one-hour free self-guided walk. Quorn railway station has a significant if not colourful role in railway history in SA. It was planned as a railway junction for rail traffic travelling north-south and east-west across the continent and for the transport of minerals from the Flinders Ranges. The prospect of opening rich agricultural lands on the Willochra Plain was an added incentive.

The Great Northern Railway, later known as the Central Australian Railway, reached Quorn from Port Augusta in 1879. A cottage-style timber station building was erected in that year, when the yards were also completed, although work continued on workmen's cottages and railway water supplies into the 1890s. The old station was replaced by the present elegant stone and brick structure in 1916.

During the Second World War, Quorn became a hive of activity in the movement of troops to Darwin in preparedness for a Japanese invasion, following the bombing in 1941. Troops, supplies, evacuees and stock moved continuously in and out of Quorn day and night. The Quorn CWA offered to provide meals for troops and evacuees during their stops at Quorn, serving them either on the veranda or in the Army-built Sydney Williams hut, or in the First World War Memorial Hall on the Quorn Oval. These were Quorn's glory days.

After the war railway business in Quorn waned, especially after the completion of the new northern railway west of the ranges in 1956. The line between Hawker and Quorn was maintained until 1970 to transport barytes from the Oraparinna Mine to the treatment plant, which is just north of the Quorn Railway Station Yard. Improved roads brought an end to the use of the railway.

The Pichi Richi Railway Preservation Society was formed in 1973, following the efforts of a group of enthusiasts. The Society now makes a major contribution to tourist experiences but we found the ticket prices too high, so merely drove the rail-line from Pt Augusta to Quorn. This society runs and maintains the railway and rolling stock including the little 'Coffee Pot', a steam rail coach which operated from 1906-1931.

The walk around the Railway Yard is full of interest with excellent signage, although much is contained and expanded in the free brochure from the local Tourist Information Centre. A thoroughly enjoyable hour, enhanced by the unexpected arrival of one of the steam trains carrying a charter group.

The Library at Quorn also turned out to be a friendly drop-in and we logged on using their Wi-Fi. There is also a traveller's book-swap, although the librarian, in the first instance, just pointed to a loaded table and said “help yourselves”. Still, we prefer to swap and leave our pre-read books for others.

Water, toilets and parking are available at the Lion's Park in the centre of town, although no overnight parking is allowed. Still, parking a-plenty is available a short distance from town. Indeed we stayed at the ruins of an old Homestead with the most beautiful waterhole/billabong we have seen to date in Australia. As you can imagine the bird and animal life at dawn and dusk just has to be seen to be believed. A place of great natural beauty in a land so rich with such delights.

Next town up the road was Hawker and what an unfriendly dump that turned out to be! Wouldn't even allow us to top off the caravan tanks at the servo; and it was bore water at that! Still, we parked at the public toilets and filled by hand: always a way. With notices everywhere precluding unauthorised Camping (2 Caravan Parks in town), we drove the 18 km due north of town for the weekend, stopping on a huge free-site dotted with immense Eucalyptus trees. We are well aware of the unfortunate habit of some of these trees (aka 'Widow Makers') to shed immense boughs without warning, so we always park well clear even if it means being in full sun. A creek runs to one side of the site, dry at the moment, but the verdant vegetation marking the creek edges was alive with birds as were the trees themselves. We saw over 6 varieties of parrot, Rosella and Lorikeet, as well as the ubiquitous Little Corellas and Galahs screeching noisily morning, evening and episodically in between. Music to us, it has to be said.

The following Monday we drove back through Hawker, taking the road to Wilpena Pound. We stopped overnight on a free-site, enjoying a stimulating and amusing conversation with an extended family of 6 fellow travellers in a 'whizz-bang', rented motorhome and caravan plus 4x4 respectively. We retired early, having to be up and away at 4.30 am in order to arrive at Rawnsley Park Station for Sandra's booked Balloon Ride.

You'll understand if I gloss over the subsequent collision with a grey kangaroo and the cosmetic, if costly, damage to both vehicles, both of which remained totally roadworthy (see above). Gratefully Sandra enjoyed the Balloon Ride immensely and so another 'must do' is erased from her 'Bucket List'. Was this term actually in existence before that miserable film?

Richard the pilot has an interesting life, being a wanderer by nature. He seems to spend his time between UK (his original home) and Australia, (where he now has residence if he is in the country for 2 years out of 5), as well as periods of ballooning employment in Europe, the Middle East, etc. We found him pleasant but a little 'old-maidish'. Not so Bryn, a 20-something Canadian with dread-locks, who is working his way around the world. He has been here for just a matter of weeks but has been offered employment (visa permitting) until September-October. Next for him is India and then on to Europe.

We have yet to determine why we had to be there for 5 am as the Balloon didn't ascend until full daylight. Passengers (and I) were expected to assist in assembling the Balloon and this can be a little heavy at times. It didn't help that all the other punters were women (nothing derogatory intended) and we were later to discover that these were all employed in the Tourist Industry, visiting SA in the hope of them then promoting Tourism in SA. So their flights were FREE. Not Sandra's, which cost A$350 for less than 30 minutes of flight, as it turned out. And here's the problem/s: 1) the balloon has to stay within the Rawnsley Park Station property and can't overfly the adjacent National Park, and 2) with no wind, down you come. The latter of course is exactly what happened, although given a bit more wind the former would have occurred. So although Sandra was more than happy, I felt it wasn't really VFM. Possibly we would have done better to have waited until Alice Springs, where the same Company has another outfit. (Outback Ballooning )

If erecting the Balloon was heavy work, the dismantling was extremely arduous and I noted a number of the other punters moving away leaving the residuum to soldier on. The Champagne breakfast hardly lived up to its name and I detected an underlying disappointment in the assembled tourism reps, one of whom had done the trip previously at Alice Springs.

Back to the Station and we were on our way back through Hawker (where we rang APIA, our Insurance Company, to report the accident), Quorn and finally Port Augusta. That night, disenchanted with the Motorhome Park, we stayed at the back of the GULL servo, which to my mind was infinitely better. We could just as well have stayed behind the BP servo, which has an equally large apron, but at the GULL you weren't so adjacent to the road and a Heavy Goods Vehicle yard. The next day we used a Laundromat to catch up on our washing (one of the real benefits of travelling in Australia, as they are everywhere), and got a quote on the 4x4. Well, we have said Australia is an expensive country – for repairs which, back home in Puerto Lumberas, Spain would cost about 150 Euro, were quoted at between A$750-900. Just unbelievable!

And so farewell to Port Augusta and the 80 km journey south-west down the coast of the peninsula to Whyalla. We have always liked Whyalla and appropriately positive comments can be found in both the previous Australian travelogues. This time we discovered that, although they have closed the free-site 9 km south of town, they have opened a Motorhome Park just like Port Augusta. Indeed Whyalla now styles itself an 'RV Friendly Town'. Actually we didn't bother with the Motorhome Park but overnighted at the new Information Bay just 3 km from town, which has a dump-point and a water supply. Not really sure if we're supposed to overnight there but we were the only travellers and there were no complaints, not even from the Shire workmen who arrived the next day to carry out work to the site infrastructure.

So back into town for the Wi-Fi at the Library, shopping and then Tourist Information, which we feel has to be one of the friendliest in Australia. Having made all our enquiries it was north out of town on the Port Augusta Road, turning off 9 km out of town on the road to Fitzgerald Bay and Point Bonython. Although there is also a free-site/s at the latter, we had been warned about how busy it was and so we made for Fitzgerald Bay, stopping at the first camp (without the toilet facilities and water). It was here that we were to spend the next 2 weeks, with episodic day trips back to Whyalla for shopping and sightseeing.

Points of Interest

Whyalla Visitors' Centre - http://www.whyalla.com or email

At Fitzgerald Bay - Beach fishing for sand whiting, salmon-trout, squid, giant cuttlefish, snapper, etc. There is an interesting natural feature here: 'Shingle Beach Ridges', a geological phenomenon. These stranded shingle beach deposits of moderately sorted, rounded and sub-dash angular pebbles and cobbles - which form flat-topped ridges 3-5 metres above present mean sea level, no more than 10-15 metres wide - have been traced over some 50 km from near the head of Spencer Gulf southwards along its western shore to Stony Point, and can be clearly seen north of Fitzgerald Bay. They provide a distinctive geological feature which is believed to date back to the Pleiseocene period. It appears that the combination of a higher sea level (3 m higher than today), strong easterly winds, and high energy wave dissipation along the shore line were responsible for the deposits which are the only ones in SA.

HMAAS Whyalla at the Visitors' Centre - We did the conducted tour on the last trip round.

Steel Tour - Monday, Wednesday and Friday from the Visitors' Centre. A$18 pp. You never leave the coach (just like the tour of the lead smelter at Port Pirie). A highly acclaimed tour.

The Giant Australian Cuttlefish - This is their breeding area and that is what we had come here for. There is access to the beach just before Point Bonython and one can dive or snorkel to see them - usually 150-200 m from shore and in 1-5 m of water, where they mate and lay their eggs. It was too early in the season when we arrived, with only small ones being reported. They grow up to a metre long. You can fish for them anywhere outside the Cuttlefish Exclusion Zone and indeed we did, having been informed that they were slightly sweeter than squid. You fish for them in an identical fashion and are allowed a bag of 15 pp/day, although we never managed more than 2 and YES, they are DELICIOUS - far better than squid in our humble estimation. They are also fished for commercially (although not during their breeding season May-August), with the harvest going mainly for animal food, fertilizer and bait. Gratefully there is now a Glass Bottomed Boat available for trips, given that the water can be extremely cold at this time of year. The same chap who runs the boat also rents out thigh waders and cones (plastic cones with Perspex as the end). www.cuttlefishtours.com We ended up leaving our phone number and email address in order to be contacted when a sufficiently high concentration of these 'chameleons of the sea' had arrived. You can visit various email sites to view them, U-Tube being perhaps the best. We shall report on this trip once we have been.

Various look-outs.

Wetland Reserve.

Lighthouse at Point Bonython - In fact the lighthouse was built here before there was a Whyalla.

So after 2 weeks on the beach at Fitzgerald Bay, some atrocious weather, mediocre beach fishing etc, it was time to move on. Given that the Giant Australian Cuttlefish had not arrived in any great numbers we decided to return to Ceduna and The Wombat and Wildlife Rescue, where we were to volunteer until The Southern Right Whales at Head of Bight and Fowlers Bay. Having said that, it is our intention to return to Whyalla some time over the course of the next few months simply to see the Cuttlefish. Still, this is all for the next episode..

Continued at Dr Bob in Australia 2011 Part Two