Today was an enjoyable, unenjoyable day, enjoyable because of where we went and what we saw but unenjoyable because an horrific SW wind followed us the whole day. It was so bad we decided to stop driving and book into the Streaky Bay Caravan Park just after lunch.
We started the day by buying some local prawns and, as promised, some King George Whiting. The fish was fresh as they filleted them before our very eyes.
Then we hit the road south to Smoky Bay about 45km away. Smoky Bay is quite small and, though it has a great reputation for oysters, we saw none in the water, but did see the buildings of the the establishments which process them. All was not lost however as we saw two vintage Ford's in one of the back streets. There were others in a partly opened garage but we chose not to sate our inquisitiveness and moved on quickly.
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| 061014 The jetty at Smoky Bay |
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| 061014 The swimming enclosure at the jetty at Smoky Bay |
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| 061014 The beach at Smoky Bay |
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| 161014 A 1915 Ford at Smoky Bay |
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| 061014 A 1916 Ford at Smoky Bay |
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| 061014 All we saw of the oyster industry at Smoky Bay |
The road to Streaky Bay passed, unsurprisingly, through fields of gold, unsurprising because the Eyre Peninsula is famous for its wheat production. The roads were good too, but the obnoxious wind challenged our demeanour and our comfort.
Streaky Bay eventually loomed on the horizon and we hunkered down in the caravan park for a lunch of prawn sandwiches.
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061014 Streaky Bay township with caravan park
on the foreshore at the RHS |
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| 061014 The town of Streaky Bay from the Cape Bauer Road |
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| 061014 The jetty at Streaky Bay taken from near the caravan park |
Time was still available for a drive on the Cape Bauer Loop Drive. This enabled us to see Back Beach (the nearest beach to Streaky Bay open to the sea), Hally's Beach, The Blowholes and Whistling Rocks, where the waves force air through the fractured limestone rocks, and a spectacular Cape Bauer. The sea along the coast was miffed by the presence of the wind and was all over the place but still spectacular when it crashed into the cliffs, particularly at Cape Bauer. We were miffed by the wind too as it blew sand off the sand hills and sand blasted our faces and legs. We survived of course.
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| 061014 Back Beach 10km from Streaky Bay looking north |
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| 061014 Back Beach 10km from Streaky Bay looking north |
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| 061014 Hally's Beach looking north |
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| 061014 Hally's Beach looking south |
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061014 The Whistling Rocks - waves push air through the
limestone cliff making a "whooshing" sound |
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| 061014 North of Whistling Rocks |
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| 061016 Cape Bauer |
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| 061014 The wheat farms come right down to the sea |
Again some little things captured our attention. One was a home, partially built .... oh the picture will tell you.
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| 061014 Country humour at Perlubie 20km from Streaky Bay |
The second was a story a father was telling to his son about fighting. His example was of two wolves which were about to fight, one wolf with qualities of anger, being horrible and causing discomfort and hurt by his actions and the other wolf kindly, thoughtful, helpful to others and caring. The son asked "Which wolf will win the fight Dad?" His father's response, "Whichever one you feed."
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