Saturday 11 February 2012



11th February – Day 8
What a day!!
We headed across the peninsula to Corny Point, calling in at a couple of beaches along the way. The first was Gym Beach – what a picture!  As we walked down onto the beach we could see  footprints in the sand – not the usual though! Emu prints, a huge heard of them.  We went walking over the rocks and Carl called me over – a very large red Octopus was working its way out of the rock pool to deeper water – we were in awe at the sight of it!
We made our way along the rough roads from Point Annie to Corny Point – we took tracks along the beach, down to the beach and on the beach – we headed for Bulters Bay. We paid to get in, $12, but as time went on, we became more incensed at the idea of having to pay to get there! We had a National Park pass and it’ wasn’t Aboriginal land, so why pay we asked ourselves! Carl also asked the lady at the gate – beach access is free, “the fee is to get through our gate “ I think he might be taking this up at a later date, she said that every place in Australia charged a fee to go through their gate to get to the beach or water – I don’t think so!
Anyway, it was a lovely beach! Carl did some spinning in the surf and caught some very baby fish which he gave as bait to a couple of guys who were surf fishing. As we were leaving, one of the guys came up to us and said, I know you guys aren’t teenagers, but do you like Italian tomatoes? We were both a bit confused, and then I asked, ‘What do you mean? Marijuana he replied. We were a bit taken back, but then, in unison, we both said, no, thanks anyway” Laughed our way back up to the car!
We have met some interesting people along the way, especially at this park. The Tasmanians who rented there house out 3 years ago and have been caravanning ever since. Every time one of their grand children is born, they get short term accommodation and then head off – got to be back home before 6 years due to tax reasons. Then there’s the couple from Port Lincoln – rough as bags, but lovely. He’s just retired as a road train driver, and his wife Joy went on every trip with him. He’s 65, she’s nearly 70, wearing the black short shorts, black singlet, red bra, white bleach blonde, hot pink nails and lippy, rings on every finger and lots of tats & tanned as you wouldn’t believe. She’s cracking it because she’d prefer to be in Bali!!! Love em! – You’d never think she was the age she is, she’s great! Then there’s the wheat farmer and his wife, she thinks Joy is only” joy by name and not by nature!”  Then there’s Marty and Lyn, a couple who have just retired, she’s not much older than me, but obviously not doing it tough – Marty & I share a birthday – I only know of one other -  it’s interesting to access your birth buddies – if we’re meant to be alike, I don’t think I like me that much! L
So we’re back at camp and getting ready to head off to Port Hughes tomorrow – I believe the crabs are on the go back up the coast – water is too cold where we are.
Until tomorrow  xx

                                                             Footprints Emu Style!
Gym Beach one of the nicest we have seen, also where the Emu's were, and where we saw the Octopus.
Beach Launching 4wd or Tractor ONLY, prefarbarly TRACTOR!
More KM'S of Dirt Sandy Roads.
Me Just being Me
      



10th February – Day 7
Carl caught a huge cuttlefish last night (9th Feb.) – couldn’t bring myself to eat it – it looked so ugly!  So it’s going to be bait!
Got up this morning, had breakfast and headed for the National Park – great day!
We started at the National Park and headed around the coast. I think we  both fell in love with Ethel Beach – 132 steps down to the beach! 2 Shipwrecks – The Ethel and also the Ferret. The  Ferret tried to save the Ethel, but couldn’t, 16 years later, the Ferret was wrecked on the same beach! Go figure!
We wound our way around to Browns beach – apparently a very good beach to fish for Salmon, but, a very long way into the park to go back for high tide! This was the end of the road so we turned around and headed back to camp.
As we drove along I had to point out a couple of times that there were Emus on the road that we should avoid !
Did some great walks and saw some great scenery today – light houses, coast line, ship wrecks, beaches – we’re a bit exhausted! 
Had happy hour with the local travellers before dinner and Carl heading out fishing – wind was so bad on the jetty that he came home earlier than expected.

Cuttlefish
View of Cable Bay 
 Historic Township Inneston, where they mined for Gypsum until 1933,on a day off they played Cricket.
View at the top of Ethel Beach where the Wreck The Ethel Lies.
Steps down to the Ethel, at your own risk!
The Wreck Of The Ethel.
Pondalowie Bay and one of its Victims.

Rock face where the Gypsum was poured down to Stenhouse Bay Jetty for transport by Steamer




9th February – Day 6
We packed up this morning and headed for Marion Bay – nice! We’d been told that you had to be a little bit self sufficient when there, so we did a bit of shopping before we went.
Great  Caravan/camp park, just a walk over the dunes to the beach!
Bought our 2 month SA National Park/camp park pass, so if we decide to stay in one of the parks, we can! J
Tomorrow we will head off to Stenhouse Bay which is inside Innes National Park, to explore – been told that the wind will be picking up, so will do what we think fits in. Carl would really like to fish at Browns Beach, but distance and tide times might be prohibitive. This is one of those places where you don’t need to do anything, just relax. Carl has gone down to the jetty in the hope of bringing home squid for me! He has no intention of fishing for Tommy Rough, they’re the size of sardines and they keep them!
Until tomorrow! xx


Marion Bay Caravan Park



8th February – Day 5

It’s been a funny old day, overcast, no wind, but we got a bit of sunburn, me in particular! Just sat out in my chair, feet up, no clouds! Hmmm – the poor old snoz got a blast!
We had another try at the little jetty, I gave in as the banjo’s kept getting caught up in my net. Carl caught nothing but weed. After dinner Carl went down to the big jetty, squid time is sunset/sunrise.  He didn’t catch anything, but learnt a lot from one of the experts – he landed heaps and no one else was doing any good. He is 2 camp spots down from us, so Carl has been pumping him for info – he’s never really been fishing for squid before.

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