Checked out of the Tanunda caravan park (Trevor and Charmane’s) and travelled up to Peterborough. We spent a couple of days there wandering the streets. If you love trains it is old engine paradise. Mark found a motorbike museum and had a good look around. The India Pacific goes through there twice a week so we hang around for about an hour after the time it was supposed to come through. Apparently it is known to be late. We missed it by about two and a half hours. The weather was lovely in the day but very cold at night. We had to break the ice on Beemer’s water bucket in the morning so he could have a drink.
|Mark and Beemer Bob the railway dog.|
|The motor bike museum|
|Jane and a train in the main street|
|The view from our van|
|Sunset and the moon.|
While in Peterborough Jane broke a tooth and had to find a dentist. The nearest one was at Port Augusta. We hadn’t planned to go there but off we went and had a couple of days there. It must have been the cold weather that broke the tooth because when we got to the dentist the man from the caravan next door in Peterborough was getting his broken tooth fixed too.
|Sunset over the water at Port Augusta|
|The reflections were amazing|
|The goods trains with the flinders ranges in the background|
|Beemer getting the wind in his face|
|One of the many pubs in Quorn|
|The Quorn Railway Station|
|The Community Hall|
On we went to Arno Bay. What a great little place. It was so close to the water we could hear the waves on the beach at night. The local community had worked hard there and had made a walk around the mangroves over tidal flats and a mud flat where a special seaweed grew.
The park owner put on an Arno Bay Breakfast of as many pancakes you could eat on a Sunday morning and a steak, snapper, prawns and sausage night while we were there. We managed to be there for two breakfasts. What a great way to meet fellow travellers.
|Arno Bay mangrove walk|
|The creek from a veiwing platform|
|An Arno Bay breakfast|
|A storm at sea at sunset looking east|
|The same sunset looking west|
|Beemer asleep in the van|