Day 96. A lovely drive from Streaky Bay down the Flinders Highway to Coffin Bay on the Eyre Peninsular. We stopped at the Elliston Bakery for morning tea, a tidy little coastal village. The freshly baked pastries were delicious. So may huge white sandhills and cliffs on the coast with green pastures of wheat, lupins, canola and sheep with new lambs inland. We encountered a huge area of limestone which covered all the fields for miles along the roadside. It reminded us of the Yorkshire Dales, especially the long dry stone walls in the fields and the occasional old stone farmhouse. Finally we arrived into Coffin Bay named by Matthew Flinders in 1802, the village set amongst beautiful hills and sandy blue bays. The CP is very spacious and grassy, we think we might base ourselves here for a couple of days and visit larger Port Lincoln tomorrow. Raechel was on the hunt for the world famous Coffin Bay oysters so we drove around the village and found the boat coming into the warehouse. A dozen large fresh juicy Pacific Oysters opened in front of us for $12, all their oysters are exported unopened! But tonight we are eating out at the 1802 Oyster Bar and Bistro. We both ordered the crumbed King George Whiting and it was delicious. Our wine was a Boston Bay Lincoln Estate local white. Mild sunny day 19 degrees, drove 300km.