A Mixed Bag.

We are tonight freezing our patooties off in Mt Gambier very near the Blue Lake which is just beautiful. Apparently it is an extinct volcanic crater and is a crystal clear water supply for the town as it filters underground through limestone. Every November it changes from this steely grey to a vibrant turquoise blue and then back again in March. There are 2 other crater lakes near by. Our park is just across the way from it and was a complete surprise to us as we stumbled upon it looking for somewhere to stay. It occurred to us that the fact that even though we are travelling east we were now also about 300kms further south could be why it is a little chilly here.

Speaking of stumbling on to things, I am the designated navigator whenever we travel anywhere and I manage quite well even if I do say so myself except when the main driver fails to consult with aforementioned navigator and gets us completely and utterly lost in Adelaide but that's another story. Imagine my fright after carefully planning and plotting our course for today only to find when we reached a little town called Wellington we ran out of road and ran straight into the Murray River.....my reputation was on the line here. I was positive there was no mention of a ferry or the road not continuing and a huge sigh of relief came from me when I realised we would be ferried across the river. Phew!

The driver was too excited about going across the Murray on the ferry to call my navigating skills into question.

We were soon on our way again and decided to take a little break beside Lake Albert in the town of Meningie. When the wind blew the coffee out of our cups (not kidding) we had to come up with a new plan and so we espied across the road a cafe called Daluc 's Diner. Well I must say if anyone was listening to the ooh's & aahs coming from inside our vehicle they would have wondered what was going on. The "best" cornish pastie and the "best" vanilla slice I have ever tasted. It was worth getting blown all around town for. No photo they disappeared too fast.
We were by now on the South Eastern Coast of South Australia in the Coorong National Park area and if like me the book by Colin Thiele "Storm Boy" and later the movie is a favourite it felt very special to be able to see some of the areas where it was filmed. My photos aren't too good as the weather by now was getting atrocious  to say the least. We have ducked and dived a lot of showers packing up and setting up today we have been so lucky. However the night sky is putting on a very beautiful show for us here tonight.....stars galore!

That long pennisula is called "Young Husband Pennisula" and stretches for many kilometres. It was another very interesting drive especially with the views of the coastline on one side and rural scenes of sheep and cattle on the other.
I know it is not strictly about our holiday but as it happened while we were on holidays
I just wanted to share a couple of photos of our son celebrating his birthday yesterday.
First his hero Troy Bayliss  multiple Superbike world champion and Moto GP race winner signing his framed poster with very happy son.

Then the big ride begins.  On the back with Troy for 4 laps. I am so glad I was not here to watch this in person.

Father and Son......he has no hope it's it in the blood.

Tomorrow we are off to Warrnambool for some sightseeing.
Take care,
Blessings Michelle xxx