Plush

We were really glad we decided to camp at Rapid Bay. The rain and wind dropped out during the night and we awoke to a dry tent, sunshine and clear blue skies. We headed back to Cape Jervis for a look in better conditions. The view was much nicer than the rainy night before. We agreed to return one day and visit Kangaroo Island when we had more time to spend there.
We meandered our way up the west coast of the Fleurieu Peninsula towards Adelaide. We stopped at some micro breweries in the wine growing region of McLaren Vale. Nothing wrong with sampling beer at 11.00am is there?
Then the Adelaide treasure hunt began. Only two items to collect - a National Parks pass and a carton of Windhoek larger. We arrived at Belair National Park on the outskirts of Adelaide, to be told the computer system was down and we would not be able to purchase a pass until at least Thursday or Friday. That put an end to that item. We had more luck with the Windhoek lager despite having to visit a few bottle shops to find it. Explaining that the beer came from Namibia and not South Africa caused a few problems but we tracked down a slab in the end.
Next stop was Adam's cafe in Glenelg. We met Adam when we were bike riding in Africa and it was great to meet up again and reminisce over some cold Windhoek lagers. Adam was kind enough to lend us his washing machine, wifi and a spare bed so the tent remained in the car for the night.
We had a lovely meal in Adam's cafe (Crema - 8-10 Jetty Rd, Glenelg) and also met his parents.
This morning we said our goodbyes and agreed the next reunion would be in Tassie for a bike riding trip.
Thanks for everything Adam!!
The forecast was plugger weather (27 degrees) so away with the shoes and out with the flip flops. Not sure when we will need shoes next.
Finding our way out of Adelaide wasn't too bad. We seemed to miss most of it and found ourselves on a very hot and windy highway. Bon Jovi could write a song about it if he hasn't already. A few hundred kilometers later saw us heading down to Innes National Park at the tip of the Yorke Peninsula. The scenery was very flat and with open paddocks stretching out for miles.
We thought about stopping for a fish off the jetty in Ardrossan. A walk to the end of the jetty put an end to that idea and we decided the wind would probably blow the bait off the hooks so we continued on the drive.
As It was very windy the whole drive down here we were not looking forward to putting up the tent. The wind had abated by the time we found a campsite. So we have settled in and had dinner. The jetboil Helios and the Biji Barby (shameless product placement) worked very well. There is only one other family here so it's nice and quiet.
Tomorrow we head up the west coast of the peninsula and catch the ferry across to the Eyre Peninsula. The ferry saves us about a 350 km drive up through Port Augusta and back down again.