Tuesday, 8 April 2014

March 2014 - Wave Rock to Mandurah

After being disappointed with Esperance, we had a couple of days to kill before making our way into Mandurah.
As usual something always comes up, and this time it was the little farming community of Hyden and it’s close proximity to Hyden Rock.
I don’t remember ever visiting such a community spirited town such as this one.  They have worked really hard to promote their town and Hyden Rock to tourists.  The first thing you notice about the town is the sculptures along the main road that tell the history of the town.

These sculptures depict the days from the aboriginals through the early settlers, sandalwood cutters, town services like mechanics and power supply, shearers and right up to today with the tourists being a big part of the towns economy.  We met the lady who designed this and she told us of the local people who all pitched in to get it all together.  A lot was done during the drought when farmers were depressed and this project gave them new meaning and helped to reinvigorate them and pull them through the hard times. Close inspection of the sculptures shows that they are just built from farmyard scrap.
Fantastic what can be done when you put your mind to it.  First is the bush in aboriginal times with the eagles and kangaroos. Then came the sandalwood cutters with their horse and carts.  They would take the whole sandalwood tree, roots and all and these became one of Western Australias first exports.  The wood was highly prized for its fragrance and for its oil for use as an incense.
One of the early settlers was a guy named Mick who actually rode his bicycle out here 300 miles from Perth in 1924.  He knew the meaning of the salmon gums as they grow in the most fertile soils. He selected areas around the rocks where salmon gums grew and collected water run off from the rocks and channeled it into large catchment dams.  Micks ancestors still live in this area today.
With the farming came the need for blade shearers and later on machine shearers. One of the local shearers moved to Hyden in 1922 and the locals say that he deserves a medal as he shore for a total of 73 years.  During his time, he saw the move from blade shearing to machine shearing.
Of course with the men came the women and children and conditions were tough with most families living in tents or hessian walled humpies for years.  The lucky ones had shacks built from mud batts but most likely without any floor.  With automation came the need for mechanics.  In the early 1960’s the Hyden area boomed as substantial areas of land were opened up for agriculture.  The nitrogen and phosphate deficiencies had now been identified and land was being cleared rapidly to make way for this new enterprise.
Johnny the mechanic was kept busy repairing trucks, tractors and bulldozers which had been brought to town to clear the land.  Its amazing how long some of these out of the way towns went without services that we tend to take for granted.
For many years Hyden was powered by a large noisy generator and it wasn't until 1989 that the town was connected to the power grid.
The town wasn't connected to the main water supply until 2000.  Up until then the town relied on the water collected from “the rock” in a remarkable system that they developed many years ago.
The tourism bus has delivered the kind of stability and growth that other towns only dream of.  Hyden Rock is a large granite rock which has eroded over many years to create 2 very interesting formations.
The most well known of these is “Wave Rock” which is easily identified by its shape.  Wave Rock first came to world attention when a photograph of it was entered into a worldwide amateur photographic competition at the New York International World Fair in 1963.
The lesser known formation is “Hippos Yawn”.  Like us,most visitors you talk to have never heard of hippos yawn but once you see it, I am sure it will stick in our minds for a long time. 
About 20 kilometres further north is another granite rock called “The Humps” where Mulka’s Cave can be found.
Mulka was the illegal son of an Aboriginal woman who fell in love with an Aboriginal man with whom marriage was forbidden according to their law.  It was believed that as a result of breaking these rules she bore a son with crossed eyes.
Even though he grew to be an outstandingly strong man of colossal height, his crossed eyes prevented him from aiming a spear accurately and becoming a successful hunter.  Out of frustration it is said Mulka turned to catching and eating human children, and he became the terror of the district. He lived in Mulka's cave, where the imprints of his hands can still be seen, much larger and higher than that of an ordinary man.
Apparently, his mother became increasingly concerned about him. When she scolded him for his anti-social behaviour he turned on her and killed her.  This disgraced him even further and he fled his cave, heading south.  The Aboriginal people of the area, outraged by Mulka's behaviour, then tracked down this man who had flouted all the rules. They caught him near Dumbleyung, 156 km south west of Hyden, where they speared him to death.  Because he did not deserve a proper ritual burial, they left his body to the ants, a grim warning to those who break the law.
Back at Wave Rock Visitor Centre they have a huge dried wild flower display with dried flower from various trees all local to this area. Most of the ceiling of the visitors centre is covered with huge bunches of dried flowers, some are formed into the shape of a butterfly which would have to be 20 feet across.  
The visitor centre also houses “The Lace Place” which is a collection of laces since 1650.
Now I usually leave these places for Judy to discover while I go to Bunnings or Tackle World, but out here I didn't have any option and maybe my feminine side came out, as even I was impressed by the intricate work that goes into making these garments.
Judy loved the wedding gowns, especially the one with horses embossed around the bottom of it as the bride was getting married at a racecourse.
Another piece that really impressed me was about 1.2 metres square, with images of famous buildings from around the world all done in lace, but for mine, the outfit that a farmers wife made from the strings of a super bag had to be the most inventive piece of clothing in the whole place.
Apparently, back in 1960, super phosphate bags used to be sewn shut with 2 threads, one cotton and the other a shiny synthetic thread called vynylon.  The jacket and skirt were made from the cotton thread and the blouse from the shiny vynylon.  The outfit has a fluffy look because of all the knots, as the threads from the super bags were only in 80 to 90 centimetre pieces.
Further on from the lace place is a toy soldier collection.  The patience that it must have taken for somebody to gather and paint all these little plastic soldiers and set them up in their battalions is incredible.  The back of this part of the building has some of the history of the rabbit proof fence, and we felt privileged to discover the story of the life of one of our old friends from Meekatharra.  Norm Froome worked for the Agricultural Department in Meeka at the same time that Judy did back in the early 70’s.  Norm was one of the gentlemen of the world who spent his working time travelling around the outback stations doing surveys on animals and plant growth in the area.  Norm would camp out in his swag for weeks at a time and we would only see him in town for a couple of days to replenish his supplies and he would be off again.  One of Norms passions was introducing dung beetles into the area, he loved the outback and working with the station owners. We had lost track of Norm up until now, but we found out that he passed away in 2008 at the age of 93.
He had previously had a stainless steel cross made for his and his wife’s ashes, and his son has erected this cross on Narndee Station, on the southern side of the Dromedary Hills, overlooking the “Rabbit Proof Fence” which he helped to build in his younger years.
At the back of the visitor centre is a Wildlife Park where animals are kept in a natural bush surrounding. The most unusual animals that we a saw were the albino kangaroos.  Apart from their colour, these looked mostly like the big ugly red kangaroos found throughout Western Australia.
We loved Wave Rock and the surrounding areas.  The smell of the eucalyptus and sandalwood trees with a bit of early morning moisture on them was wonderful.  We had originally planned to stay one night but ended up staying 4.
On the way west from Hyden, we took a 40 kilometre detour through Kulin to see the “Tin Horse Highway” which runs for 14 kilometres east between the town and the racecourse.
The tin horses started as a bit of fun, skilfully made out of drums and odd bits and pieces from farm workshops. It was not long before the tin horses started appearing west of Kulin as well, so the competition began to make the biggest and best horse.

There are some really good ones along the way, but I think the most imaginative one is “Fillypoosis”, the tennis player.  

Forty three years in the transport industry taught me one thing and that is that if you want reliable service from your vehicles, then preventative maintenance is paramount.  With this in mind, we have our Landcruiser serviced meticulously every 6 months or 10,000 kilometres, so I was very alarmed when our fuel filter maintenance message and warning light came on when we were miles from nowhere, and just 4,200 kilometres after our last service.
This is a dirty filter. A new one is yellow all the way over
  Excuse me while I get a bit technical for a second as I know that some of our readers have the same vehicle.  Common rail diesel engines such as ours need very clean fuel and as a result, Toyota have fitted an excellent fuel filter.  They also believe that the filter is so good that they don’t recommend that it be changed at any of their specified service intervals, but they have a warning system to tell you when it needs changing.  Bad idea, as outback travelers 
don’t always get the best fuel available, and those of us that tow a caravan get through a lot more fuel than others who just travel around town.  Further to this, the nearest Toyota dealer can be hundreds of miles away.  Fortunately I was able to contact the dealer who serviced our car last when we got to the next town, and he assured me that it would be OK to continue driving for another 4 to 500 kilometres.  This is NOT to be confused with the warning that you get when the water condensate needs draining from the fuel filter.In this case the warning light flashes and the buzzer sounds which means you need to stop the vehicle immediately and drain the fuel filter in accordance with the procedure outlined in the handbook.  In our case I was lucky as I always carry a spare fuel filter and I was able to change it and re-prime the system to get us going again.  Please don’t ignore any fuel filter warnings as common rail fuel systems could easily cost $10,000 to replace if damaged by contaminated fuel.  My little word of advice to anybody who has one of these vehicles is to have the dealer change the fuel filter at every 30,000 service interval if you are not confident in doing the job yourself.
It's a "dead cert" that it will save you a lot of heart ache somewhere down the track. OK, so back off my high horse again as we settled into Mandurah for about 3 weeks while Judy gets her knee attended to at the hospital.

We consider ourselves very lucky as we got Judy booked in to see the Orthopedic Surgeon without a referral from a GP first which saved us weeks.  The surgeon was excellent and got Judy booked in for an MRI scan and pre booked the hospital even before the scan was done.  This saved many weeks of delays as well.  How good is the health system in WA to go from NO appointment to surgery all within less than 2 weeks.

Sunday, 23 March 2014

March 2014 - Across the Nullarbor

Moving on from Ceduna, we traveled through the little towns of Penong, Nundroo, Yalata Aboriginal Community and onto Nullarbor Roadhouse.
We were amazed at just how quickly the landscape changed from medium sized gum trees to no trees, only salt bush and low grasses, all within about 1 kilometre, then sure enough, a sign saying the start of the Nullarbor Plain.
Some wild flowers are already starting to pop their heads up and the Nullarbor is looking quite green, not the baron wasteland that one tends to picture in your mind.
We were warned to keep topping up the fuel as it gets progressively more expensive the further west you travel. We fueled in Ceduna for $1.62 per litre and then 150 klm’s further west we topped up at Nundroo where it was $1.69 which I didn't think was too bad.

By the time we got to Nullarbor Roadhouse which is only 300 kilometres west of Ceduna, it was $2.12 per litre. Mind you, a hamburger with the lot was $14.50 and the small bag of chips to go with it was $5.50. Fortunately, Judy had prepared enough food before we left Ceduna to get us right through to Norseman so we didn't have to pay these prices. I can see why they are more expensive than other places as they have to truck everything in, including diesel fuel to run their generator as they are not on the grid.
Just 30 kilometres east from Nullarbor Roadhouse is the head of the Great Australian Bite. This is a big whale migration area where up to 75 whale calves are born each year. This time of the year there are no whales, but the visitor centre is still open so that visitors can walk down to the Head of the Bite and see the sandunes and the start of the “Bunda Cliffs”, which run for 800 kilometres to the west of here.
Crossing the Nullarbor for us is just like eating an elephant, a little bit at a time. There are some magnificent scenery all along the Great Australian Bite and we stopped off at a few for photos as we moved further west. 

There is a fair dinkum quarantine station at Border Village where they actually search every vehicle crossing from SA into WA. Fresh fruit and vegetables can’t cross the border and another thing that surprised us was honey. Fortunately we had been told about this while we were at Ceduna so we had time to use all ours up.
We traveled this road back in 1976 and took a photo of our car under the sign post outside the service station at Border Village. The sign post is still there so we couldn't resist another photo. It also shows just how big Western Australia is as the sign says that it is still another 1,462 kilometres from the border to Perth.
Funny thing happened when we stopped at Mundrabilla and booked into the caravan park for the night. We had forgotten about the time change and no daylight saving when we went across the border, so it wasn't even lunch time when we stopped. Never mind, we had a good rest up in preparation for the next day. Australia’s biggest meteorite weighing over 10 tonne was discovered nearby Mundrabilla.

Luckily the next day was absolutely perfect for travelling, no wind at all and a nice temperature in the high 20’s. We had planned to travel through Madura and Cocklebiddy and stay overnight at Caiguna, but as we had made such good time, we decided to take a bigger bite out of our elephant and we ended up getting as far as Norseman, a distance of 644 kilometres which is a big day for us.
There are some things that you see in life that really stick in your mind, Buck Buck Luck in Kakadu, Mundi Mundi Plain just out of Silverton near Broken Hill, the Head of Bite and now the Madura Pass.
The road rises by 120 metres when heading west from Madura and at the top of the hill is a lookout where you can see back over the Roe Plain and as far as the Southern Ocean.
Continuing further west you come across Australia’s longest straight stretch of road which is 90 miles or 145.6 kilometres long, funny thing is that there are 3 or 4 bends greater than 45 degrees within about 3 kilometres of the end of the straight bit. Judy drove this stretch which is great as it gave me a better chance to take in the scenery as we were going along. We share the driving where we can and Judy is getting very confident in towing the caravan.
Balladonia made a pleasant rest stop and a chance to have a look in their museum. They made world headlines in the early hours of the 12th of July, 1979 when debris from Skylab crashed back to earth on WA's south east coast, scattering debris across the Nullarbor and the eastern goldfields. They have a piece in their museum which landed 40 klm’s east of them on Woorlba Sheep Station. From Balladonia it is a gradual uphill climb for 95 kilometres to the top of the Fraser Range which is 445 metres above sea level and the western edge of the Nullarbor Plain. The range of granite is surrounded by the worlds largest eucalyptus hardwood forest where there are more than 20 species of eucalyptus found. From there it is an easy 100 kilometre run down hill into Norseman which is where you have to make up your mind, either turn left to go to Esperance or right to go to Kalgoorlie.
Norseman is a historic gold mining town and Western Australia’s gateway to the Nullarbor. Legend has it that a prospector named Laurie Sinclair tethered his horse “Hardy Norseman” to a tree overnight in the 1890’s , and by morning the horse had unearthed a piece of gold bearing quartz by pawing at the ground. Over 5 million ounces of gold have been taken out of Norseman, making it the second richest gold field in WA.
Camels were first brought to these goldfields in 1895 carrying all the equipment that miners needed to dig for gold. The camels were such a big part of the goldfields they have built a monument to camels on the roundabout in the main street.
Turning south from Norseman, we headed back to the coast at Esperance. Once again we noticed some real differences in the flora as we moved through different areas. One very noticeable change was the colour of the trunks and limbs on the majority of the gum trees.

The reddish coloured bark made a stark contrast against the green of the leaves. These are Salmon Gums and are native to Western Australia and grow mainly in the wheat belt of the south west. There is a town called Salmon Gums about half way between Norseman and Esperance which was settled in 1912. The name of the town is derived from a prominent stretch of Salmon Gum trees which formed a landmark in the town's early days.
A few kilometres further on is the little town of Grass Patch. We couldn't resist a photo of the towns roadside sign which is an excellent laser cut truck depicting the farming community.
Esperance is right on the coast surrounded by the Recherche Archipelago which consists of about 100 coastal Islands. It also has another big grain export terminal and super phosphate plant to support the farming industry from as far away as Norseman. The railway line runs through Salmon Gums and Grass Patch which have huge grain bunkers for storage of the grain before being loaded onto both road and rail transport for shipping to Esperance.
We found that 2 nights in Esperance was enough for us, it is a nice little town but the whole foreshore area was being rebuilt as a beautification project which made access to the beach difficult. I am sure it will be lovely when it is all finished by the main holiday season towards the end of the year, but for us it was time to keep heading further west.

Saturday, 15 March 2014

February 2014 - Port Elliot to Ceduna

From Port Elliot our travels took us around the outskirts of Adelaide through all the good little German towns of the Clare Valley. Strathalbyn, Hahndorf, Lobethal and Gawler before getting onto Port Wakefield Road and down to the area known as the Copper Coast where we stayed a few nights at Wallaroo.

Wallaroo had a large copper mine and smelter back in the late 1800’s but copper prices fell and the mine and smelter closed down in 1923. Today Wallaroo rides on the back of the grain storage and export shipping facility as the Yorke Peninsular is the biggest grain growing area in South Australia.

Moonta Mines is only 17 kilometres from Wallaroo and this mine was once the most successful copper mines in the world with over 170,000 tonnes of copper mined between 1861 and 1923. This mine extracted 100% of the copper from the ore mined here because of the techniques employed by the mine manager, who was the first in Australia to build a Cementation Works which is a process used to further extract copper from previously treated ore. 
The historic train tour around the old mine site took us past the remains of the settling tanks and channels connecting the settling tanks back to the Cementation Works.
This area had a very high Cornish population during the mining period as similar mining practices were used to mine tin in Cornwell. The Cornish Pasty was a stable food for the miners at lunch time and is still a big seller in the bakeries in this area.

The mine manager was a Cornish man named Mr Lipson Hancock who succeeded his father who was known as “The Captain”. The Captain was a very religious man who had a church built in the town in 1865. The church was a modeled after a church in Trudo which was just across the river from his home town in Cornwell. The church still stands today and used every Sunday for service. It has a seating capacity of 1,250 people, 750 seated down the bottom and a further 500 seated in the 2 balconies along each side. Unfortunately the congregation size today is only 15 persons or on a busy Sunday it can get up to 20. 
In 1888 a magnificent pipe organ was installed which has 200 pipes at a cost of 142 pounds and a further 58 pounds to transport and install it. The organ fell into disrepair some years ago and the National Trust contributed $43,000 and the congregation fund raised a further $7,000 towards the $50,000 cost to have it repairs and fitted with an electric bellows.
At the top of the Spencer Gulf is Port Augusta which is flanked to the east by the Flinders Rangers. It is the main intersection for the Eyre Highway going west to Perth and the Sturt Highway going north through Alice Springs to Darwin.
The same can be said for the National Rail network and 100+ carriage trains seem to roll through the marshaling yards here constantly, day and night. No sooner than an east bound train pull into the yards and a north or west bound train sneaks out quietly behind it. No matter the mode of transport, it’s good to see freight moving across the country.

Port Augusta is also home to South Australia’s biggest power generation plant which historically provides 35% of its power needs. Coal to fire this plant comes by train from Leigh Creek, 280 kilometres to the north. The train hauls 200 carriages of coal at a time and makes 3 to 5 journeys per week to feed the plant.
The Flinders Ranges skirt the eastern edge of the town and make a spectacular backdrop to the top of the Spencer Gulf. 
Port Augusta Shire Council set up the Wadlata Outback Centre as a Bicentennial project back in 2000. This centre explains the history of the local aboriginal people and how the land beyond the Flinders Ranges has changed over the thousands of years. The theater with a giant screen shows the courageous pioneers who followed in the footsteps of the early explorers to take up land for farming and grazing. They sure did it the hard way. There are also areas to sit and view videos of people and places around the outback of South Australia which not only prepare you for what to expect on your travels, but also make you want to go there. 
Judy also got to sit at the controls of a simulated 150 tonne dump truck as it loaded and drove around the Leigh Creek Coal Mine. 
The kangaroo burger with salad in their Outback Restaurant made an excellent lunch and a fitting end to our visit.

The Royal Flying Doctor Service is an essential part of the medical services provided in the outback areas of Australia. They respond to emergencies involving residents in these areas as well as people travelling through. There are now 21 RFDS bases around Australia and we intend to visit them all as we are passing through. They all have a different story to tell and the staff are always happy to have a chat and take a donation if you feel so inclined.

The Port Augusta base operate 3 planes worth $6 million each and cover the area from Alice Springs to Adelaide. They are proud to tell the story of how they flew a 12 year old boy from Adelaide to Melbourne in the middle of the night as a donor kidney for the boy had just become available and he needed to get to Melbourne within 2 hours. I am always amazed at how well these planes are set up to cope with all sorts of emergency.
We traveled down the west side of the Spencer Gulf on our way to Port Lincoln and stopped off overnight at Whyalla, which is also known as “steel city”. The town reminded me of Port Headland and Port Kembla, with red iron ore dust staining everything that it settles on a dark red colour.

Fortunately, this is a remnant from the past, as the rail unloading facility is now enclosed, and ship loading is now done 2 to 3 kilometres out to sea from barges that are loaded in a dust controlled environment.
The first attempts to mine iron ore in the area began in the 1890’s and BHP took over the mining in 1900 with mines at Iron Knob and Iron Monarch. In August 1901, the first locomotive hauled ore from Iron Knob to Hummock Hill (Whyalla) on a newly constructed railway line.
In 1941, the first blast furnace was built which was the start of the steel mill at Whyalla, and the first foundry iron was produced in the state of South Australia. A power house was built at the same time to supply power to Whyalla and Iron Knob, with coke being shipped in from Newcastle to heat the blast furnace. Heat from the blast furnace was then used to make steam to drive the turbines of the power house.
Water was also shipped in from Newcastle until the pipeline from Morgan on the Murray River 379 kilometres away was completed. A duplicate pipeline was started in 1962 to meet the growing demand and Whyalla still gets 66,000 megalitres of water from the Murray River by that same pipeline from Morgan today.
Whyalla now produces 1.2 million tonnes of raw steel each year with about 65% of that being transferred by rail to OneSteel’s Market mills in billet form for further processing. The remaining 35% is then converted to finished products in the Whyalla Rolling Mills. These products service the construction and rail transport industries.

Whyalla was also a major ship building yard between 1940 and 1978 where a total of 66 ships were built, the first being the Australian designed anti submarine and mine sweeping vessel, HMAS Whyalla. This ship is a major part of the Whyalla Visitor Information now days
The majority of steel produced in Australia during WW2 was made from iron ore mined at Iron Knob.
In 1941 Australia defence capacity depended on a single conveyor belt on Whyalla’s number 1 iron ore loading jetty, so an anti aircraft battery with 4 guns was built to protect it from air and sea attack.Port Lincoln is on the bottom end of the Spencer Gulf and it is known as Australia’s seafood capital.
There is a large fishing fleet that call Lincoln Cove Marina home. Prawns, lobster, salmon, calamari, scallops, oysters, whiting, garfish and tuna are all very plentiful in this area. Back in the 1950’s Safcol established a tuna cannery in Port Lincoln and in 1974 Lincoln Tuna Processing cannery opened. By 1982, over 20,000 tonnes tuna were landed. All this caused the fishery to be over exploited and the quotas introduced in 1984 caused the viability of the whole industry to be questioned. In the early 1990’s live fish were brought into Port Lincoln in the wells of boats and introduced into netted rings where the tuna were fattened and sold to Japan. A system was then developed for towing large farms of tuna into the bay and tuna farming exploded into the multimillion dollar industry it is today.


Port Lincoln is a lovely place, but being on the southern end of the Spencer Gulf the southerly wind blows in straight of the Antarctica.

Heading north again along the Eyre Peninsular we stopped a couple of days at a pretty little town of Elliston which sits on Waterloo Bay.
The jetty out into the bay is 1,389 feet long and has been heritage listed as it is one of the few “screw-pylon” structured jetties still in use today. The jetty was constructed by using a horse drawn winch to screw its steel pylons directly into the sea floor.
There is a 12 kilometre cliff top drive around the town with some spectacular cliffs that have been eroded by wind, rain and the sea over many years.
There is an event held here every second year called “Sculpture on the Cliffs” and some of the unusual sculptures can still be found along the cliff tops.






Well and truly had enough of the wind, we moved further north to Streaky Bay and found the best beach side caravan park we have ever stayed in.
This bay is protected from the southerly winds by the main land which keeps the bay lovely and calm so we pumped the Zodiac up and went to try our luck at fishing. First day saw the tide come in at 3.00 pm so we could launch the boat from the beach behind the caravan. (The boat ramp is 6 kilometres from the caravan park which is way too far for us to tow the boat on our little portable trailer)
Beautiful clear shallow water, I could see the bottom so found a clear patch amongst the weeds and BINGO 3 nice big blue swimmer crabs for tea.






Streaky Bay shot into the headlines when a 5 metre long, 1,520 kg shark was caught in April 1990 by a young local fisherman after a 5 and a quarter hour struggle.
The mature female shark was caught 22 kilometres off shore from Streaky Bay and then it took 3 hours to tow it back into the bay where it was weighed on the wheat silos scales. The most surprising thing about this catch was that it was caught on a fishing rod and reel with just a 24 kg line. The shark was estimated to be 16 to 18 years old, and was used by researchers to obtain data. As little was known about mature white pointers reproductive system,one of its ovaries was examined and it was found to contain thousands of eggs. There is a life size replica of the world's largest white pointer shark caught on a rod and reel on display at the visitor information centre.

Forty five kilometres south of Streaky Bay stands an unusual outcrop of granite rocks known as Murphys Haystacks. These” haystacks” are described technically as Inselbergs, (a hill that looks like a rocky island rising sharply from the sea) They were named by an Irish agricultural expert who advocated that for farmers to produce good hay, they should harrow their land for best results. He was travelling by coach and noticed the rock formations in the distance and announced to the driver and other passengers that the farmer had harrowed his land to produce so much hay and fodder. As the land was owned by Murphy, the name Murphys Haystacks stuck.

Another 45 kilometres further south is the Point Labatt Conservation Park which is home to a Sealion Colony. This is a wilderness area with only a viewing platform 100 metres above the beach with shear cliffs and no way down. This is fantastic, as without access to the beach, the Sealion colony won’t be exploited by tourism operators or people going into their area. We saw about 30 sealions in 4 distinct separate groups as they lay sunning themselves on the beach while the “kids” swam around the shallow pools in the rocks.
Females from this colony always return to here to breed once every 18 months, most times in the same area of beach. One calf is then born in mid winter and the next is born mid summer. Males wander far and wide, sometimes to colonies hundreds of kilometres away. The pups weigh around 7 kg at birth and depend entirely on their mothers milk for the first 12 months.
Sealions are a part of the seal family but they differentiate from true seals in as much as they have ear flaps and hind flippers that can be turned forward for walking on land, whereas true seals are more streamlined and have to shuffle along on land without the rear flippers. Sealions look very awkward walking on land and only seem to move about 2 metres before stopping to rest.

We saw some people cleaning some very large shells that looked a bit like a muscle so asked some questions and they told us they were Razor Fish.

Now this is something we had not come across before so we asked a few more questions. Turns out these fish grow mostly submerged in the sand, just below the low tide level. They are called razor fish because their shells that stick out of the sand are razor sharp so it is advisable not to wear thongs when going looking for them. Next low tide I donned sneakers and wandered out into the water and before long started stepping on what felt like rocks, but investigation found they were actually razor fish. Using leather gloves as advised, they were reasonably easy to pull out of the sand and before long I had a dozen or more. I cut them open at the fish cleaning station in the caravan park and some of the people around said that they only use them for bait, while others said that they were good to eat. There is a white piece of flesh inside them a bit like a scallop, while all the rest is offal. Judy coated them in fish seasoning and we fried them in butter on the BBQ. We were a bit apprehensive about eating them at first because of all the different reports that we had heard, but once we tried them we found that they were really good. More like fish than scallops. We will keep an eye out for more next time we are near the waters edge.

Fishing with Judy never fails to surprise me. We went out in the boat to catch a few blue swimmer crabs for tea with the drop nets. I couldn't believe it when she pulled the second net in and there was a very nice 38 cm flat head. Next net had 2 big blue swimmers. (I am lucky to catch them one at a time) We had a lovely seafood platter for tea with flatty fillets, blue swimmers and razor fish hearts, lovely.



Ceduna is the last major centre in South Australia before heading off across the Nullarbor towards Perth, it is also home to a major shipping facility called Thevenard Port.
The port loads 85 ships with 1.8 million tonnes of gypsum, 5 ships with 130,000 tonnes of salt, 12 ships with 140,000 tonnes of grain, 30 ships with 600,000 tonnes of mineral sand and unloads 90 trawlers with 1,800 tonnes of fish each year, so it is quite a busy regional shipping terminal. I note that the mineral sands is mined, processed and exported by Iluka and my old “friends” Kalari are here doing the road transport.

Right off the end of the main shopping district is a lovely old jetty that reaches out into the bay far enough to make it an excellent fishing location. A few hours one afternoon rewarded us with some Tommy Rough (Australian Herring). Not being keen on the herring, I soon found out that the blue swimmers go mad for them in the nets and we soon netted 8 very nice blue swimmers.

Denial Bay is 14 kilometres west of Ceduna and is now a popular fishing spot as well as a home to a commercial oyster farming operation.
This area was first settled back in 1889 when Mr McKenzie purchased 16,280 ha of land and was instrumental developing the area and established businesses such as post office, saddler and blacksmiths. They also built “McKenzie Landing” out in the bay which was used to transfer goods and people to waiting ships. At low tide horses would take the people and goods out to the landing where they would wait until the tide came in. The ship would then send a row boat at high tide with goods and people to come ashore when they would pick up the outgoing goods and deliver the incoming goods. The incoming goods and people would then wait on the landing for low tide so the horses could pick them up and take them to shore. Now as there is about 6 hours give or take half an hour between high and low tide, I could see that there would have been some very uncomfortable times waiting out there like a shag on a rock, especially mid summer or mid winter.
I bet they were glad when the jetty was built in. 
The McKenzie Ruins still stand today which show what a tough life the old pioneers must have led.





Smokey Bay is another little fishing village 40 kilometres east of Ceduna.
This village has a permanent population of about 200 people and a floating population of holiday makers of about the same amount. Most of the permanent population is involved in commercial oyster farming. Smokey Bay supplies about 50% of the local, interstate and international oyster market.
These little town really treasure their jetties.
This one was first built in 1910 after a petition containing 22 names was sent to the authorities to have a jetty built to support the areas thriving agricultural industry. The jetty was used right up until the 1950’s when advances in road transport made it more economical to transport the grain to the Thevenard silos. The jetty deteriorated and sat derelict for 45 years before the local progress association started fundraising and lobbied the council to have the jetty restored.
The jetty reopened in 2012 after a restoration cost totaling $640,000, not bad for a jetty that cost 7,297 pounds, fifteen shillings and one penny to build originally.

Our trip around the Spencer Gulf and onto the Eyre Peninsular has been very interesting and rewarding, and we are glad that we didn't just take the shorter journey straight across from Port Augusta to Ceduna.
After a week in Ceduna preparing for our journey further west, we eagerly anticipated our trip across the Nullarbor Plain.