Mount Gambia was just a place name on the map and a convenient distance from Adelaide to lay our heads for the night before embarking on the Great Ocean Road. As we approached the town we were pleasantly surprised by its size and bustling streets - a contrast to many sleepy towns we drive through. The caravan park we'd chosen to stay in was up a hill near a lake which we'd heard was worth seeing. As we drove up through the pine forest we got a further surprise...

While we were crossing the Nullarbor into South Australia the weather in Adelaide was dangerously hot - around 45 degrees Celsius. "Goody!" Katy said; "Uh-oh" I thought. By the time we arrived, however, the heatwave had passed. It was quite cool with a mixture of sunshine and clouds… and gale-force winds. Not good if you're in a flimsy tent! Our second night there was the worst. Luckily there were trees all around and we could hear the wo...

When we arrived in Port Augusta, Katy noticed that she appeared to be developing a slight cold. Not put off, we arranged to have the car serviced in a couple of days time and then prepared for a visit to the Flinders Ranges, a mountainous area which we both fancied liked the look of. With Katy fortified by a simple cold remedy - for some reason they don't appear to sell Day Nurse or Night Nurse over here - we set off on the 120-km drive over attractive hilly ter...

While researching unusual things to do in Australia, we came across something called the Nullarbor Links golf course - advertised as the longest course in the world at a staggering 1,365 kilometres. Given that neither of us is the longest hitter in the world, we were relieved to find out that the 18 holes are of normal distance, but spread at various intervals across the Nullarbor Plain in Western and South Australia. The idea is that you play a hole (occasional...