Now this was incredible!    The red cliffs were popping and demanding photos!We found a track off the road which went down by the river and, although rugged and beautiful we couldn't take a caravan in there to free camp.   We had seen another red dirt track on our way back to the forest entrance, which beckoned us to investigate.   With sun beating down, the views from this red/ochre landscape were amazing.   We had spotted a sign at the entrance to f...

The caravan park is on the river bend but is like the rest of the Riverland Region, dusty, dry and not a place where grass grows unless lovingly tended.   The riverbank is a splendid place to sit on the grass and throw in a casual line in the Murray, late in the day.The big Paringa steel suspension bridge looks down on us as it spans the Murray. Opened in 1927 it is not a suspension bridge like a wooden slat thing slung from one side of the river to the other....

We really had no clear vision of where we would camp after the Barossa so we just followed our nose and decided to cross the river at Morgan, from the south to the north bank. Another free vehicular ferry service. We drove for some time until, after looking at several roads that didn't lead anywhere, we finally found a sign to Heron Bend, which I had seen in a publication somewhere!    This turned out to be quite a find and Heron Bend became home for two...