Days 52 & 53: Waikerie

Dirk in front of yellow cliffs: view sideways

 Me in front of yellow cliffs: view sideways

I am afraid I neglected to take any photos of Waikerie, but rest asured, it was also a very nice town. .. and bigger than both Moorok and Kingston on Murray. We followed a number of beautiful yellow cliffs to reach the town and to leave it and have had them all the way to where I am now (Blanchetown).

Being a slightly larger town, we had intended to stay in a caravan park (I really wanted to wash my hair and we both needed a little laundry done). Unfortunately, the park was too far from the river to be of use. Instead I went into a salon and had them waash my hair and we reserved laundry for the next day (we camped across the river not far from the road to the ferry). Something interesting about South Australia is that there are fewere bridges than between New South Wales and Victoria, but are lots of little ferries plying the short distance across the river.

The most notable item of interest for me in these two days is that the morning of Day 53, as Dirk was unpacking his clothes and shaking out his paddling shorts, he shook out a redback spider. Good thing it fell out before he put them on. Crisis averted.  I have now had a close first-hand look at one of Australia's nasties!