Good Morning Everybody West to East, Oz style excerpts from Journey Journel Day 4 continues,....... The paddocks around Penong are covered in grey stubble, none of that golden stuff here, metal poles carry the power into this isolated area, the prevailing winds can be horrendous out here. We have been passing long road trains on their way to copper mines just passed Nundaroo, each truck pulled two trailers along with the load on the tray, they seem to roar along the hwy like some behometh. Penong has a couple of huge silos and not much else but a traffic sign says we have to travel at 50kph, and how many windmills are needed in a two blink town, there are approximately 20 in a paddock just outside town all merrily turning in unison to the tune of the breeze. There is nothing out here but horizon to horizon paddocks with little vegetation on the road verges and between paddock boundaries. Looks like a little ploughing has been going on and the turned over ground is a sickly looking brown, and blow me down there are sheep in that paddock, a dry desolate paddock to be sure. The signs on the road are two foot high and two inches wide and they are painted black and white, one says fatalities and one says accidents, darn they are accident road markers, there are often little crosses, teddy bears and flowers dotting the sides of the road where accidents have occurred, this is just officialdom getting their twopence in I guess. Finally we arrive at Ceduna and wait to go through customs....nah, just joshing you, we have to go through quarantine, no fruit, vegs allowed, of course this is much more stringent when going through the borders of WA and Tasmania, things like honey and wood and nuts and leathers are not allowed, and dogs have to be vaccinated against hydatid worms. If they are taken across borders and not declared or the appropriate paperwork is not available, a fine can be incurred. Ceduna is a tourist spot, fishing is what most folk come for, but the swimming in this piece of paradise isnt bad either. Its the first large town we come to after crossing the Eyre Hwy, its another 466km to Port Augusta. The drive from Ceduna to Port Augusta is usually the part of the trip I most dislike, the sun is behind us and its starting to get late. The stubble is now golden in the paddocks and the silos are all over the place, we see cattle in the paddocks for the first time here, must be Red Poll, too small for Herefords. We pass Wirrulla, The Town with a secret, dont want to know, and pass a road off to the left saying 583km to Copper Pedy, next town Poochera, sounds a bit like a dog town and on to Minnipa, home of the concrete crapper, and where we stay for the night......:o)
Posted on: Fri, 04 Apr 2014 19:11:39 +0000
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