The joys of caravan living/work widow.
Being a work widow and living in a caravan means I get to do all the fun jobs.We got a new van last year that has a shower/toilet in it. For convenience reason we upgrade to this “flash” model of van and it has a hot water service in it. I love not having to go to the toilet block in the middle of the night. Convenience of the boys having a shower while I cook tea (instead of taking them across to the showers).
The thing that I don’t like about this convenience of our “flash” van is the emptying of the toilet. That’s right for you non caravanning readers. The toilet has to be emptied every 5-7 days depending on how many times we use it, how much toilet paper is needed to wipe away all the poo (or played with while sitting there). So you pull out a “cassette” (plastic tub), wheel it to the dump point, empty it, hoping like hell there is no splashes especially to the face, rinse and take it back and put it back in.
I’ve had a couple of learning curves with this job since being a work widow.
1. Always make sure last person who used it actually “flushed” it, opened trap door to let fluid into cassette. If they haven’t, fluid goes everywhere in holding cupboard, splashes over your hand (and maybe face) and goes all over ground in annexe.
2. Make sure cassette has been put back in properly before using it, especially for number 2’s. Or else number 2’s end up in holding cupboard and trying to pull cassette out without it falling on the floor takes real skill.
It really is a shit job but someone has to do it. All the male grey nomads keep telling me it’s a blue job not a pink job. But I guess our caravan only has purple jobs, so I have to do it til I can the colour scheme.😜
Til next time
Take care
Xo
Work Widowing Sucks
Today my struggles are real. Work widow life sucks!! I couldn’t even have a shower (remembering we live in caravan park so communal showers) without the boys coming over screaming, and destroying my (and everyone else who was showering) peace. The screaming and waking up the whole caravan park started at 7.25am today. I clean the camp kitchens, so I was up cleaning the one furtherest away when 1 child decided it was appropriate to dob on the other one. The other one doesn’t like been left alone so he decided to follow, screaming, at the top of his lungs. Sorry to everyone in the caravan park, we are having one of those days…no weeks. I’ve had a sick child for the week, so no down time for me. Feel like I’ve had a newborn again up every couple of hours to coughing fits. Which lead me to googling in the middle of the night, where the nearest hospital is. Which lead me wondering, are we covered for ambulance while here. Which then lead me to realise I’d have to take the other child with me. Not much sleep happening with all this (and more craziness) going through my head.
No exercise time this week either. For those of you who read my last blog, would understand how important this is for me at the moment. So yep I’m not in a good place. I’m eating shit because that’s what makes me feel better, when I’m down. Which is a vicious circle as now I feel shit because I’m putting on the weight I just worked so hard to lose.
I have no friends in the caravan park, at the moment. Not even my husband. No one to give me cuddle and tell me that I’m gonna make it. The kids are that screwed up. So my sanity is slipping more and more with each moment.
To take back control of my sanity, I decided to take the boys out. Yep, that will do the trick. Park, fish and chips and sometime at the beach. Perfect!!
Park consist of me telling the boys off, having to be referee, then listen to them yell at each other. Time to move on. We’ll go to the beach to see if that helps me and improves their behaviour so we can get fish and chips. Beach, playing in sand ✅, quiet ✅. Yeh sanity is starting to return. Then child falls over in wet sand. Get over it kid it’s only wet sand. Then other child has gone out a bit too deep and is now wet. Who cares. Shit happens. It’s only water…salt water. He starts sooking, the salt is sting his legs. Really. Then he says “I want to go home”. Who would’ve thought that could start a war. “But I want to stay and have fish and chips”, “But my legs are stinging from the salt”. Grrrr!! Right we are going home. And gonna get Maccas on way back.
Yep shit eating because they are sucking the life out of me with their friggin sooking and whinging.
How many more days til hubby is back??? 16 more days!!
Til next time
Xo
Life has changed
It’s been along time since I’ve written one of these. So as you can imagine a lot has changed.
I have become a work widower. A term given to me by a fellow traveller. For just over 3 weeks at a time I am what feels like a single parent. Then my darling husband returns home for 10 days, exhausted, out of touch with civilisation and tries hard to fit back into our, now, “normal” routine. Which is of course full on as when I’m there on my own it’s easier to stay busy then have my somewhat feral boys running around crazy like in our home on wheels.
The challenge for him is real. And for us too I guess. As we are so excited to see him as his been gone for so long that we smoother him. Which of course is something he isn’t use to after being on his own for 10 hours a day, 23 days in a row.
Then we finally find our rhythm and then he leaves again. Short and sweet. As much as we try and make the most of our time together there has to be some rest time, after all that’s what RnR stands for Rest and Recovery. Then the vicious circle starts again.
After 4 swings, 5 months of living this lifestyle it is getting somewhat easier, the routine on my own but the saying goodbye seems to be getting harder.
We live a simple life, it really is the small things that get you through. For my husband it’s days Wednesday’s, payday, making all of this worth it, Friday’s, fish and chips day, Sunday’s, double pay rates.
For me, and I know the people that know me well will struggle with this, it’s exercise. My mental health and keeping my shit together comes from exercising. I’ve never got this from exercising before but for some reason I now do. If I miss out on my walks along the beach I lose my shit. And I can’t afford to lose my shit anymore, I have no one here to wrap me in their arms and kiss my forehead and tell me it’s going to be ok. It’s just not the same over the phone. So I now have become obsessed with getting in my activewear and going for walk along the beach.
I’m by all means not complaining just purely stating that life is not always as peachy as made out.
There is something that comes from this lifestyle that you don’t get from working anywhere else. And my friends is the reason we are doing this. Short term sacrifice for long term gain.
Another thing that has changed since I last wrote is my thought processes.
I’ve always understood that your mind is a powerful thing but until recently I have never really got it. And it has made me asking is it an age thing? Or what life throws at you? Or the friends that I’ve made on this trip that has made me understand it more?
I just seem to see how a slight change in perspective can really change how you think about things. Whether it’s actually taking the time to really contemplate what the “issue” is and looking at it from a different angle or whether someone else points out a different point of view. How easy your mind can change the way you think/feel about something. Making things better or worse.
I do believe that the people I have meet doing this trip, have helped, and some other special influences in my life, and for that I thank you as I honestly am now content with my life and feel the best I have ever felt. The mind what a wonderful tool. I can now conquer the world.
Til next time, take care
xo
Kaligoorlie to Perth
We thought we’d deserved a treat and decided to stay in a caravan park. The lady at the office was so nice and didn’t charge us for the boys so we decided to stay another night. After a long drive we thought it would be nice to have it easy for a couple of nights with running water, shower and toilets, microwave and power. Oh and there was a pool. So once we finished getting set up off to the pool the boys went, while I did the washing.
We had a quick drive around the town and decided that we were quite happy to be at caravan park instead of free camp.
The town was full of old buildings that had been so well maintained. We loved it.
We pop into the Bunnings store to grab something and I was quite amazed by the difference from home to here. It was much better, better selection and better kids activity.
The next day we went and checked out the Super Pit. It was amazing. Looking at it, yeh, you can tell its deep but its not until you look at the mining trucks that you actually realise the real size of it. The trucks are as big as a house but in the mine they look like matchbox cars. It’s crazy.
We then went and checked out some of the iconic buildings. The oldest (and still operating) and longest operating Brothel.
After watching the series “Kaligoorlie Cops” we couldn’t miss the famous Exchange Hotel.
And then we just walked the Main Street checking out the old buildings. Old courthouse has a gold tip!!
We had to have a photo taken with Patty Hannan too. Patty Hannan was one of the first to find gold in the area.
We had promised the boys Macca’s for lunch after being so well behaved coming across the Nullarbor. So we took our lunch to Hammond Park. Another interesting park that had birds, and Australian wildlife displays. And in the middle this beautiful miniature castle. Was pretty cool. I can’t remember the history of the place but it has a caretaker and the mines donate money to maintaining it.
We headed back to camp to find a familiar looking van there. It was our friends Sandra & Woody. How funny. It was like seeing long lost friends.
The next day we headed off towards Perth stopping at Karalee Rocks and Dam. This is a fantastic campground. With lots of room for groups. Had a flush loo, water but no drinking water, fire pits and picnic tables. There was a bit of history to the place. This is a part of the golden pipeline which runs from near Perth to Kaligoorlie. It was made or metal and isn’t a complete pipe with the top being open. Water would run from dam to dam. Was pretty cool to explore. There is granite rock formations here as well but we somehow missed them. Nate was pretty happy he got to have a fire.
Our next stop was Kellerberrin, which is a small town apart of the Wheatbelt ( wheat country in Wa). This is a low cost camp that my parents told us about at the old school grounds. They have the biggest and best showers. Free washing machine’s and the normal things caravan parks offer. Oh and a massive camp kitchen with lounge and tv, which we made sure we used.
The next day we were oh so excited to be getting to Perth, to Aunty Donna & Uncle Alan’s. The thought of a new van.
We did pass through a little town in the Perth Hills called Baker’s Hill so of course we stopped.
The drive across was different. There were crops and a bit of forest and red dirt. The roads were terrible we think because of the heavy loaded trucks using it constantly but they were working on them.
And to Matts amazement Perth is surrounded by hills do the last hour was quite pretty. Beautiful and green and lush.
Til next time
Take care xoxo
Crossing the Nullarbor Plains
We hit the road early, for us anyway. We left Haslam @ 8.30am and we had a total 1270km ahead of us. But we were prepared. We were told to fuel up at certain petrol stations as they have the cheapest fuel. We topped up at Ceduna before starting our long trip.
First day we travelled 468kms. Which got us 100kms East of the WA border on the Bunda Cliffs at Dorry Lookout.
The start of the drive across the Nullarbor was quite hilly and trees were as tall and thick as some of the bush around home. It felt like the ocean was ages away. The road was windy as well. We past a couple of the Nullarbor golf link holes.
The first petrol station we came to was Nundroo, one of the ones we were told to fill up at. $1.42 per litre pretty good. We had paid that on the Eyre. We let the boys out to stretch their legs. We saw a Victorian couple (Sandra & Woody) pull in and fuel up, we ended up following this couple all the way across.
The landscape changed slightly I’m guessing due to shallower dirt and the cliffs starting and coming in close. Trees weren’t as high and thinned out.
Then it became more arid. Small shrubs, a bit more dirt. The changes in a few hours were amazing. The land was still undulating more than I expected.
We stopped at the Nullarbor Plain sign and saw a car with a Shepparton on there license plate. So we said g’day to them. Then Sandra and Woody pulled in behind us so we introduced ourselves.

We moved on. Not far up the road we came to The Head of the Bight. To my surprise there were sand dunes to the East and to the West were the most beautiful cliffs. And out in front nothing, not one thing for hundreds of miles.

This was roughly where we expected to get to for the first night but we were all traveling really well so we pushed on. We went into two different camps along the cliffs until we camp across the one we were happy with.

We got all setup then Woody and Sandra pulled in and set up camp too.


I have been so worried about the boys going near the edge and Matt kept telling me I was overprotective but after seeing the overhang on some of the cliffs and this massive fracture in the cliff I don’t think I have been overprotective at all.

I even found a wildflower while exploring with the boy’s.

This experience is one I would recommend to everyone and I’m so glad we did it. Staying the night on the cliffs was breathtaking. Watching the sunset, so fast and watching the sunrise was just one of those moments that I know will stay with me forever.

Sunrise

We hit the road early again. Wasn’t long until we got the Great Australian Bight lookout . which is the first lookout of the Bight coming from the West. It was so different then the start of the Bight on the Eastern side. There where cliffs to the East but they had got smaller and to the west you could see sand. Little beaches. There where camps along this part which next time I would like to stay at.
From here it wasn’t long til we came to Border Village. Apparently the dearest petrol coming across so I checked out the price. And yep it was (We didn’t fuel up here).
Our phones automatically changed the 3 hours before we even got to the border. We had left that morning at 8.30am when our phones changed back the time was 7.30am. It was going to be along day.
We got a great young guy at quarantine and he only searched our food areas which was good.
Eucla is only 5 minutes down the road, with cheaper fuel so we fuelled up ($1.68) and took a drive down to the telegraph station. The sand dunes are slowly moving and covering it up.
Going to telegraph station I was surprised that we went down a steep hill then I realised it was actually the cliffs, they leave the coast and head inland. As you head west from Eucla you actually go down through them and travel along the bottom of them until Madura.
We were so out of whack with the time that we all ate our lunch at 9am WA time.
We put more fuel in at Madura ($1.73), saw the people from Shepparton again. We thought that this would be be our camp for the night but it was way too early to pull over so we kept driving. At Madura we drove back up on top of the cliffs/ridge. It was pretty cool at the start as you could still see the land down below. You couldn’t really see the cliffs. Then we got further away and it was just plains. It was up here that we came across the most road kill every couple of hundred meters.
Wasn’t long after here that we came across the longest straight bit of road. I drove all of it except the last 5kms.
It was at this point that we had both had enough so we started checking out some of the camps and decided that our second one was the one, Afghan Rocks. It was a great spot and we had a fire. We were only about 5kms from Balladonia.
Through the 650kms that we travelled that day we saw so many changes in the landscape but unfortunate I didn’t take many photos. The heights of the shrubs changed from short to tall and the thickness of the shrubs changed be scattered to becoming a forest. It was amazing. Every few hundred kilometres it would change.
We also saw a few beautiful, big wedge tailed eagles.
The next morning we fuelled up at Balladonia, $1.78. The landscape across got quite thick and tall, a real forest.
We planned on staying at Norseman the night but when we got there it was only lunchtime so we drove around then decided to head to Kaligoorlie.
Throughout our trip over we discussed how so many people think this is boring but we found it interesting how much the landscape actually changes. I would say it wasn’t as interesting after living the cliffs but then there was some stations and some pretty good camps. So I guess it really depends on what you call interesting.
Take care. Xo
The Eyre Peninsula – Part 2
After Louth Bay we moved on to the Lincoln National Park. It was as beautiful as we had heard and more. We camped at Surfleet campground and checked out the rest of the park from there. It was beautiful Australian bush, actually had a bit of green & height about it. The bush ended where the cliffs/edge started then sand then beautiful blue ocean. My kind of heaven.
A couple that we had meet at Louth Bay, Harry & Robyn came down to camp for a couple of nights. We really hit off with them, Matt & Harry started a fishing friendship were neither would catch fish but both would get advice off fellow fishermen and compare notes. We went for a drive around the park to Fishman Point, September Beach, Donington lighthouse and beach. If you ever get the chance to go there and you have 4wd my recommendation would be September Beach camping ground. It was fantastic. Big campsites, your own fire pit and picnic beach to each campsite, the ones that back onto the beach had their own walkway down to the beach & drop loo’s. We saw dolphins swimming too.




The Donington lighthouse, the views and some of the emu’s.





Matt took Ethan fishing to practise his casting out and Nate went swimming.
Next day we went and checked out Wanna. A complete different part, it had high cliffs and waves were crashing below and to the right on the rocks there was a sea lion.
That afternoon we went on an adventure to see if we could find where Matt had been fishing the night before. We were right on a point and we could see port Lincoln from there.
The next day we moved on to Farm Beach, which had been recommended by so many travellers. It was a good low cost free camp with allocated sites, toilet block with 1 cold shower & a hook to hang your shower bag. The beach was about 500 Mtrs away and its was another spectacular beach with a bit of character with the tractors and 4wds on it. Was great friendly spot as a lot of fishermen around and the camp there for months at a time. We also meet some few travellers that have just set out on their new life travelling Australia Dave & Terri. A lovely couple.
The next day we trekked down to Coffin Bay National Park to have a look around. It too was spectacular but so different for Lincoln National which I didn’t really expect considering they are so close to each other. Coffin Bay NP was dry, more sand therefore only really shrubs and sand dunes everywhere. The boys loved it. And so secluded.
When we got back to camp Harry & Robyn were there.
The next day we decided to be lazy and drive the 4kms to Gallipoli Beach. Thank god as we drove along we realised it would have a huge effort for us let alone the boys to make it there. This place (now thinking about it) would be my favourite place. No one else there a beautiful beach. The feeling of the place and its meaning. And it is home to a pod of dolphins that apparently will swim amongst you. Magical.
The following morning we said goodbye to Harry & Robyn and headed to Walkers Rocks. When we got to Walkers Rocks the wind was blowing from the wrong direction and blowing the sand straight in the camp. It was an ok camp with a lot of the camp sites in amongst scrub, which would have been ok. But we decided to push on to Haslam. We had heard there was a mouse plage there but thought it wouldn’t be that bad. Oh how wrong we were. They were EVERYWHERE!! On our roof, in the annexe it was horrible. After our first night we changed our minds 4 nights would be our maximum here.
We backtracked down to Murphy’s Haystacks. They were spectular. Formed over millions of years from the wind blowing away the top soil and exposing themselves.
Dave and Terri were leaving when we pulled in.
We then drove down to the sea lion colony at Point Labatt. This is one of the last colony left. It was amazing with all the different sizes and ages. Some playing, some lazing around, and some swimming. So fascinating, I could have sat there for ages.
From there we drove into Streaky Bay and did the close loop drove and showed the boys some blowholes and whistling rocks. We also went to Cape Bauer. The cliffs were amazing. They are apart of the Great Australian Bight.
The next morning, after a horrible night with the mice, we decided that we would leave the next day to cross the Nullarbor. So we headed in to Ceduna to get supplies and have a very quick look around then get back to camp and start packing up so we could get an early start the next day. When we got back Dave & Terri were there. Also a couple from Tongala pulled in too. They know Uncle Pete, such a small world.
Our last part of the Eyre was a bit faster than we expected and only saw a little bit of it. The rest will be done on our next trip. It is such a beautiful part of our country. I understand why we met some many people that are spending a few months down there.
I love how you run into the same people all the time as you get to make new friendships.
Til next time xo
The Eyre Peninsula – Part 1
As we drove down to our first camp on the Eyre we blow a tyre on the caravan. Not too much of a big deal until we realised that the jack wouldn’t lift it up high enough to put new tyre on. So we had to get car jack out (which is behind boys seat) and jack up enough to get some pavers under then put jack on top. After an hour Matt had it changed.
Our first camp on the Eyre was at Port Gibbon which had been recommended to us by fellow travellers, Garry & Kath. It was a good low cost camp with 2 drop loo’s, water, shower cubicle which you can take your solar shower into and have a wash. All for $5 per night, can’t go wrong. As we were setting up other travellers came over and spoke to us. It was exactly what we needed. We hadn’t had a very good couple of days so friendly people was exactly what we needed.
Beach wasn’t nice but covered in seaweed. Still good enough for playing in the sand.
I have never seen seaweed like this. The waves were crashing and pushing it up. It was fascinating.
We took a drive into Cowell, a great fishing town. Seems like a popular place for fishermen as caravan park was full and so was the boat ramp. Boys had a play at park.
On our way back to camp we stopped and looked at some air raid shelters that were left from world war 2. They were pretty interesting.
We had been told there was sea lions just around the point. So we took a drive to see if we could find them. But the boys found sand dunes instead which is much more interesting and fun.
After some fun in the sand dunes we started looking for the sea lions. Off in our own world Ethan yells out “What’s that?” He spotted one. He thought it was a rock until it moved.
We couldn’t find anymore. One was better than nothing and he was a big one. Matt got within 3 metres of him until he started to growl.
The next day we had a cruisy day a bit of fishing, bit of washing and a chill out day.
From here we were going to go to Lipson Cove which is meant to be beautiful but very open. It was a windy day so we decided that we’d keep going down to a place called Louth Bay. It was a good low cost camp. Only enough room for 6 vans but flush toilets, 2 in each. And there was water and 100 meters away a beautiful little beach. 500 meters there was a jetty and playground. All for $10 per night. So we stayed 5, making this our home base to see some of the places we’d driven past and to explore Port Lincoln from.
We went into Port Lincoln and got 2 new tyres for the caravan just so we didn’t have to worry about blowing one going across the Nullarbor and paying top dollar. They were both as old as the van. We also wanted to get a new battery so it could run our waeco as we have been struggling with having a enough power. So Matt found what we needed online and organised for it to get ship from Adelaide overnight. Being a long weekend they told us we had to have picked up from the transport company by 8.30am Saturday. We raced into town got it then went back to camp and chilled out.
Matt had been fishing every night since Port Gibbon but hasn’t caught anything. His luck had finally changed and he caught 3 squid. Not knowing how to clean them he brought them back to camp as Ethan & I had watch Des clean some back at Burners Beach. So with some very poor instructions Matt cleaned them up.
Next day we back tracked and went and checked out Tumby Bay & Arno Bay. Both were great spots that we’d love to spend some more time in. Tumby Bay was the bigger of the two and more commerical. But beautiful.



Arno Bay was full of history, with the boys we find it very hard to read all the information plaque’s. 1 that I got to read said about the mail ship bringing the mail,it would take a month for the mail to get there from Adelaide and that obviously would depend on the sea. So there would be signal put out so that people knew when it was arriving. People from all areas would come and see if their parcels had arrived. What a different time it was back then.
Matt read 1 that told the story of the first man that started the farming of tuna in the ocean. How he would hatch them in aquamarines then taken out to sea and put them in tuna pots so that they were still in their natural habitat but in farm conditions. Each pot has to be more than 3 kilometres apart. We then started noticing these everywhere.
Was a great spot with lots of fishermen. Community is really behind the tourism here which just makes the towns just that bit more inviting.






Ethan wanted to watch the sunrise, so he and I went down to the beach the next morning and watched. It was beautiful.
He did get a little bit sidetracked when he saw some seagulls.
We had been bribing the boys with Maccas for the past few days. So we drove around Port Lincoln checking out the Habour, called in and got some more supplies then they were rewarded with Maccas and a play at the park.

My struggles after 6 weeks of living on the road.
We have made 6 weeks on the road. Apparently it is 1 of 2 major breaking points. And after the last 2 days I see why. Thank god I’m really looking forward to getting to Perth otherwise I think I’d be trying to talk Matt into going home.
The Yorke Peninsula
We left Port Willunga and headed through Adelaide and around to Port Julia. There was nothing there except a good low cost camp at the reserve there. It’s a little fishing town with just houses and a recycle plant.
This part of South Australia was completely different from what we had seen so far. Everything is so dry and they don’t seem to take pride in their possession’s. It was as if they couldn’t be bothered, if it’s broken down its ok to just leave it where it falls. So long as the house is still standing there is no need for maintenance. Was a bit disappointing from where we had been.
Matt had read that South Australia is the driest state in Australia and I’d believe it.
We made Port Julia our base and did a couple of day trips from there.
First afternoon I had promised to do some face painting. Very bad face painting. Boys made a birds nest and went backwards & forwards checking on it for the next 3 days. No birds went near it.
Tuesday we went for a drive up to Ardrossan. We went past a lookout so we thought we’d drive up and check it out. The lookout was made by the mining company. So one side we saw into a open cut mine and the other side where they load the grain onto the ships. And the beautiful coastline that has a huge tidal area.
The following day we thought we’d go for a drive to figure out where we would go next. Lucky we did. The first place was ok but no one else there. The next place we took a wrong turn and ended up on a four wheel drive track. We found the spot we wanted to go to but couldn’t figure out how to get over the cliffs. We tried again didn’t succeed tried one more time and got there. It was a beautiful spot. Other than dirt road it was easy to get to once we knew how. So Burners beach was going to be our next spot.
We drove back through Yorketown and along the coast. Was so dry and all the lakes had dried up just making them salt lakes. Poor farmers.
We decided to change the boys beds around as Ethan keeps hitting his head on the top bunk and Nate doesn’t want to sleep up there. It seems roomer without the bunk down.
The following morning we went back into Ardrossan and got supplies. This little town has the best customer service I have ever seen. Mitre 10 the guy gave Matt some fishing advice and continued until he had finished even though he had other customers waiting. The Foodland deli lady gave the boys some meat to eat while we walked around. Then Matt took them to the grog shop while I went through the checkout and the guy in there gave the boys a hat each to stop them running a muck in the shop.
Then we went to Burners beach. What a beautiful place. My favourite place so far.
Water was crystal clear. Nice and shallow so it was safe for the boys to swim. Beautiful white sand with cliffs lining the coast.
We all went down and watch the sunset on the first night. It was spectacular.
The next 2 days we stayed around camp. Matt tried a bit of fishing with no luck. We all went exploring on the rocks looking for crabs. We saw Dolphins, stingrays, pelicans and baby whiting swimming. 1 of the day’s the water was a bit murky so we didn’t let the boys go in past there knees just incase shark were about.
On the Sunday we headed down to Marion Bay then on to Innes National Park. Marion Bay was nice little fishing village. Innes National Park was beautiful. It is on our to come back to list. Next time we would stay down there and spend a week at least as there is some much to explore. We stopped in at Ethel Beach and Dolphin Beach.
We spent another 2 days around camp. Just enjoying the beach. We meet a lovely couple (Des & Karen) there who took pity on Matt and gave us some Australian Salmon to cook for tea. It was beautiful.
We moved on to a little town just the other side of Kadina called Alford. Another fantastic low cost camp at the old school grounds. With flush toilets, water, clothesline, BBQ and a playground. We made this base and we went and checked out Wallaroo and found a fantastic playround. Then we found out that Moonta Bay had a free splash park so we drove down there to check it out.

The next day we went into Kadina to swap over solar panels as one of our panels had broken and Matt had made contact with Redarc (the company of the solar panel) and the guy from Redarc understood how important the solar panels are to us and he rang around and organised for us to just go into the nearest town, which had one in stock, and swap it over. Talk about awesome service. It had warmed up by the time we got back and with little shade and no swimming spot there was only one way to cool down. All out war was declared and the water fight started.
Was great fun.
- The next day we headed off to Port Germein. The longest wooden jetty in Australia. The town itself we didn’t think much of. But the jetty was spectacular. Over 1557mtrs long. Was so proud of the boys Ethan walked all the way. Nate I had to carry 1/3of the way back.
We thought we’d see if this shop on the corner near the jetty would do fish & chips. When I pulled up the 2 guys running the store were out the front pissed. When I asked what I wanted they were like “No dramas we can do that for you”. Matt committed us to it I was so worried $12 for 3 bits of fish and enough chips for the 4 of us. We went back to pick it up and have a play at the playground. Ended up costing $15 but was pretty good. Not as good as Riverlakes general store but wasn’t the worse fish I’ve had.


We left the Yorke Peninsula the following day and moved on to the Eyre Peninsula.
I love the Yorke. Towns are not a lot to look at but the beaches make up for it. Some beaches without anyone else really around. We will definitely be back weather it be our next trip without kids or before over the school holidays sometime. Not as far as Queensland but just as pretty.
Adelaide and Surrounds
We decided that bidding on a caravan park near Adelaide and staying there for 10 nights would give us an opportunity to see a bit more than just staying 2 nights in Adelaide. So that’s how we got our 10 nights at Port Willunga Tourists park. It was great having the pool the boys swimming really picked up.
From there we did a big drive to the Big Rocking Horse, which was well and truly worth it. The boys loved it. Matt & Ethan climbed to the top while Nate jumped on my back like a koala and we climbed down.

They have a great little animal farm $1 per person to enter and $2 per bag of food. It was similar to Ballarat wildlife in that you walk around amongst the animals but it’s dried and not the enclosure. We saw lots of peacocks which can come and go as they please. Their was a mother peacock and 2 babies. So cute.

On the way back we stopped in Hahndrof had a look around. We looked in the lolly shop, aboriginal art gallery, Dutch souvenir & clock shop, puppet shop and we got some homemade ice cream. This is one of those towns to go back to childless.

The next day we thought we’d ride our bikes and have a couple of hours at the beach. We parked the bikes started walking down the stairs. It was so beautiful I thought I’d take a couple of photos of the cliffs that lead on to the beach. Only to notice a couple of nude men. I yelled out to Matt, he wasn’t happy that I made them stop. I told him to wait til I catch up and he looked at as if to say why can’t you just yell it out. I got near him and told him that I think it’s a nudist beach. He goes for a look (to really see if there’s any chicks) and yep it is. Then a gentleman walking past confirmed.

We jumped back on the bikes rode around to the next beach and thought we’d try to get into town along the bike trial we hit a steep decent so we turned around went back to caravan park for a swim.

We decided that we should drive into Port Willunga beach the next day. There was ruins of the old pier and some holes in the cliffs where the fishermen use to keep their boats.

The following day we had the ute booked in for a major service. So we dropped it off then caught the bus to the Noralunga shopping centre and we walked around it for 7.5 hours then caught the bus back. Boys loved catching the bus. Ethan has only ever caught one with school and Nate had never caught one.
The following day was named “Fun Day”. We went to the Beachouse. For $130 we had 4 hours of no stop fun. Ethan thought it was awesome, Nate liked it but a bit young for the arcade games.

After “Fun Day” it was mum & dad’s turn for fun day. We caught up with one of my family friends. It had been years since I had seen her, it was lovely catching up.
Then we dragged the boys around caravan yards dreaming what we would do if we had more money. Or maybe if we work for a bit what we might be able to upgrade too. Ensuite van, bunks where both boys will fit perfectly and 20 feet not 17. Then we would be super comfortable and may never return home.Then it was back to the pool.
Then it was Sunday the day we had been waiting for since leaving home. We get to see uncle Trent. A familiar face, a loved someone else to talk to. Someone we all love to be around. We picked him up from his motel then spent the morning at Glenelg. We had a real coffee the best one yet. Then we had to put him on his flight back to Tassie. Was harder to say goodbye this time as we don’t know when or where we will meet again.

We went back to the caravan park made sure we had everything charged up and filled up as we had to leave in the morning.
We both loved Adelaide so clean and tidy. Beautiful, shallow, safe beaches. And so easy to find your way around.
Ethan made a couple of friends at the caravan park which was good for him to play with a few other kids. But he got sad when we left.
We both came to the agreement that even though in a caravan park you have all the luxury’s of power, water, shower’s and toilets. We both prefer free camping as it’s easier with the boys. The toilet is never to far away, you spend more quality time together and you are more relaxed not worrying about who the boys are upsetting with their loudness. Who would have thought that we would completely change our minds.
Til next time on the Yorke peninsula
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