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The Returd Highway - from Retirement to Oblivion (possibly via incontinence and dribbling or both). We walked 1000 km of it last year on the Bibbulmun Track, but to discover more of the true Oz, we needed wheels (four) and a bed. We just got them. We plan to just take off and make for significant points - how we get there is a matter for chance and circumstance. So hold on to your hats and anything else that might blow off, we'll keep you posted on our voyage of discovery.

Tuesday, 28 February 2012

Oysters and wine


Forget the $7.50 a dozen oysters – how about - $7.00 a dozen!! This is the price we paid in Cowell when we arrived there for the night. But wait, yes there’s more. We went down to the fish cleaning place in the Caravan Park to shuck them and there were some local farmers there cooking up a huge pot of crabs that they had just caught. I had to return to the camper to get something I had forgotten and when I got back there we three crabs on the plate for us – Maurs had sweet-talked them out of a couple – she’s still got it! A good meal at the right price!

We were back in the 40 degree air – man it was hot. We left the next day and passed through Whyalla and Port Augusta without the slightest need for deviation, leaving the main highway in favour of a lesser road through the Flinders Ranges to Melrose where we propped for the night. Nice little town and a good van park nestled in the bush. There’s a great old building there called Jackas Brewery which closed in 1934 and is in some disrepair but still holds its character well.
                                                    The old Jackas Brewery in Melrose
                                                  Wine touring in the Barossa (Langmeils)
                                                      Sampling at Maggie Beer's
The next day we carried on through to the Clare Valley and then on to the Barossa. We picked up on a small wine tour the next day and went to several smaller wineries of some repute as well as Maggie Beer’s shop/cafe. Might have stocked up on a red or two as we went along. A successful day topped off with a pub meal and as we lay in our camper that night, content with the world, it began to lightly rain.

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