In fact we decided that we had done enough plant watching, so lets get to the Barossa while the light is good.
We ended up leaving a few minutes late due to investing little time in watching two dolphins
patrolling the beach, If only the
tossers of the financial industry offered a rate of return on investment like
that!
After cleaning the dew off the car we headed out, avoiding the
wallabies on Dutton Bay West road. In to Port Lincoln with little excitement
and find our way to Aus Star Fish megastore.
Some prawns and oysters were acquired (and by 8pm on the day had been
consumed and enjoyed greatly).
We then rolled up the Highway towards Whyalla. After this stage of the trip the total bird
list was up to 92 species, with 73 seen in various parts of Eyre Peninsula and
52 seen within 2km of Vandy's Shack.
As we went along we occasionally reflected on the appalling
driving standards of folk with SA plates.
One social misfit who pulled out in front of us and then propelled
themselves at 80kph in a 110kph zone - with a sol id centre line so could not be
overtaken - deserves a special award of some nature. I suspect this was the guy they had in mind when designing the sign.
There is possibly a truckie somewhere tonight who would give us a similar award. We passed him (making an assumption, I didn't check their sex or gender) a few km North of Port Lincoln and he came past us as we were photographing a plant with pink flowers - I suspect a Boronia - I had noticed on the way down.
There is possibly a truckie somewhere tonight who would give us a similar award. We passed him (making an assumption, I didn't check their sex or gender) a few km North of Port Lincoln and he came past us as we were photographing a plant with pink flowers - I suspect a Boronia - I had noticed on the way down.
We passed them (the truckie, not the flowers) again about 30 km later.
As we stopped to brew some coffee and take lunch in the Whyalla
Wetlands they must have come past since we
overtook them again around Port Germein!
I suspect they came past while we were refuelling at Port Pirie, but we
didn't catch up by the time we turned off in Crystal Brook.
Getting out of that narrative there was a lot of smoke (but
no obvious mirrors) evident at the Onesteel plant in Whyalla. We didn't stop
for a steelworks tour. Apparently the Mad Monk and his colleagues had been prophesying that the Carbon price would cause Whyalla to fall into the sea: not so - the lads were obviously hard at it.
Around this area we started to see wide loads. They were indeed seriously wide loads and sensible drivers gave them a wide berth.
Around this area we started to see wide loads. They were indeed seriously wide loads and sensible drivers gave them a wide berth.
At Crystal Brook we decided to take the inland route to the
Barossa through Clare. This was going to
be longer than continuing down Route 1 but would be more interesting. Both these expectations were correct.
We managed to avoid the blandishments of most of the Clare Valley's
excellent wineries but I did feel obliged to swing into Sevenhill Cellars for
auld lang syne.
When we used to visit in the 1970s one was served by a monk (it is a Jesuit retreat as well as a winery) and the wine was good and cheap. Now the service is by two apparently nice ladies (perhaps The Monk has been devalued by a certain politician) and wine is $35 a bottle!!!!! Pass. The architecture was nice however.
When we used to visit in the 1970s one was served by a monk (it is a Jesuit retreat as well as a winery) and the wine was good and cheap. Now the service is by two apparently nice ladies (perhaps The Monk has been devalued by a certain politician) and wine is $35 a bottle!!!!! Pass. The architecture was nice however.
There was an old house/ruin behind the shrine. It was quite typical of the old abandoned
cottages one saw along the roads: presumably these were the houses of farmers
in the days when a living could be made off a small block (or when a small
block supported paid staff as well as the farmer).
Of a more up-to-date appearance was a sculpture entitled Madonna of the Vines. It has some reference to a South American "Madonna of the Snows", but Uncle Google doesn't help with that reference. Most of their offerings for such a Madonna seem to come from Italy!
The vineyards of the Clare region all looked to be in excellent condition (well pruned vines, no weeds etc) despite a very tough year in 2011. The same comment applies to the Barossa. The tidiness of these areas contrasts dramatically with the scruffy nature of the vines in Sunraysia.
Of a more up-to-date appearance was a sculpture entitled Madonna of the Vines. It has some reference to a South American "Madonna of the Snows", but Uncle Google doesn't help with that reference. Most of their offerings for such a Madonna seem to come from Italy!
The vineyards of the Clare region all looked to be in excellent condition (well pruned vines, no weeds etc) despite a very tough year in 2011. The same comment applies to the Barossa. The tidiness of these areas contrasts dramatically with the scruffy nature of the vines in Sunraysia.
We found our way to our accommodation near Seppleltsfield and
very nice it is too. Of course being
inland it is very different to Vandy's Shack: the dolphins have been replaced
by some Suffolk rams that were of considerable interest to the small dog.
We sat out on the deck for a cleansing Pinot Noir or two and watched the sun go down. Someone has to do this stuff.
We sat out on the deck for a cleansing Pinot Noir or two and watched the sun go down. Someone has to do this stuff.
Bird of the Day: AdelaideRosella (OK a hybrid of Crimson and Yellow Rosella but still interesting),
Plant of the Day Unknown
pink thing.
Interesting sight of the day: Black faced rams (Tammy got to vote on this). [Dolphins got a mention again but Tammy made
demands!]
What we leaned today Petrol
prices change dramatically North of Port Pirie.
[A contender was the very high quality of ABC Radio National
programming, which kept us entertained from about 9am to 3:30 pm! However that is very close to the winner last
Saturday!]
Two times twenty living men,
played footy in each town
Each mighty punt, the forwards leapt
Fullbacks dropped them quickly down.
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