I’ve spent the last week camped on the beach near Streaky Bay. South Australia has some really great free campsites. This one was perfect! The beach was literally my yard.
It was good to find such a lovely place to rest our feet. Leo thought so too, he spent a lot of time running up and down that beach and playing in the waves. We won’t mention the maggoty fish head he had a good old roll in on one such adventure!
Here he is, just about to be let off leash. I snapped the pic first, because once that leash comes off, he’s ten miles up the beach!
I came off the Nullabor just about broke. I had just enough to grab some food, petrol and gas for my van for the week. One tank of fuel is not getting us far! So this place was perfect to wile away the days till I was a bit more financial.
The beach inspired me. I collected shells everyday and made them into jewelry, hair wraps and beach themed dream catchers. They sold well when we spent a day in town, which was a nice surprise.
Having restocked my funds, we hit the road again today, and made for Kimba, S.A. I stayed here on my way through and really like this campground. We spent Christmas here and endured the insanely high temperatures. Thankfully, it’s a bit cooler on our return trip!
Returning here feels a bit like coming home. It’s nice to have access to unlimited water again and one of the big drawcards of this camp is that there is a shower here! This is absolute bliss for a dirty little gypsy that hasn’t had an actual shower in almost two weeks! I got into camp, got my washing done, washed my sheets (another luxury) and headed straight for the shower.
So tonight, I feel like a queen. Freshly washed and about to climb into a clean bed, minus the sand I gave up trying to get out of my sheets while living on the beach! Living in a van, on the beach, with a dog, sand gets everywhere! So that was another bit of housekeeping when I arrived in Kimba, sweep the beach out of my van!
I’m planning on spending another day here, then we will keep on moving across South Australia.
At this stage, I’m planning on making toward the N.S.W / Victorian border and following the Murray River, which is the actual physical border, along to my steady love, the Hume Highway. This is the highway that runs through my homelands. I’ve a few friends and family to stop in on along the way, but I doubt I’ll last long over there. Talking to my daughter tonight, it’s actually autumn over there. Cold and wet! Eek! I’m still in summer out here! I’m seriously questioning the wisdom of heading back that way.
Happy trails to you, my constant reader.