Today we are on the lands of the Ngadjuri, Peramangk and Kaurna peoples.
Who doesn't love trains? A quick trip into town, an adventure on an overnight sleeper.... But when there is a cacophony of bashing, crashing, banging and clanging in the early hours of the morning, one's love can be shaken. Our overnight stop at Port Augusta seemed to be a long way across Spencer Gulf from shunting containers, but not far enough as it turned out.
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Mangroves, sand, water, mountains and trains - there is something for everyone at Port Augusta
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Port Augusta lies at the head of Spencer Gul |
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Oystercatcher on the sand at Port Augusta
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Driving to Nuriootpa in the Barossa, we started to leave the arid landscapes and arrow-straight roads behind. |
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All of a sudden we were amongst greenery and winding roads. |
Nuriootpa delivered a holy grail - a fenced dog park! Chops has been on the lead for weeks - and so have we, at the other end.
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A very happy Chops |
It will be a busy and no doubt tiring day tomorrow. We are in the Barossa after all. So it's an early night.
Very impressive time travelling.Chops gets to socialise as well. Pity he can’t share the driving.
ReplyDeleteNice to see you’ve all been liberated from the lead
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