Streaky Bay was a wonderful surprise, rather like thinking you'd eaten the last Tim Tam in the pack and then reaching into the tin and fetching out one more delicious morsel. As usual, we left our run a bit late to our destination and arrived in Streaky at tea time. We had decided to have fish and chips for tea and found a restuarant that was so good, it made fish and chips look like your dogs dinner. Our plans for a speedy takeaway quickly morphed into a full...

West of Adelaide, across the Spencer Gulf, sits the Eyre Peninsula. It's very dry, very empty and somewhat of a last bastion of an almost vanished Australia. There are no fast food outlets here, all the servos are unique, old school style still refilling gas bottles rather than swapping them and selling local produce such as oysters and beef. The traffic is sparse and the cars, when you see them, are in various stages of delapidation as South Oz, like WA, allo...

The wonderful sand dunes in Cactus

And so we returned to the land of stovie poles and Farmers Union Iced coffee. A land of minimal rainfall and massive grain silos. South Australia. It took 6 hours to traverse the empty highway along the Bunda cliffs and across the Nullabour. We faced disappointment at the head of the bight in the shape of a locked gate, despite the promise of year round opening. It was the wrong time to see whales anyway and we'd stopped earlier to take in the fearful majest...

Eucla, population about 20 (96 in its heyday of 1888) was a real gem. The township seemed to consist of the roadhouse and caravan park but some enterprising owner had created a oasis out the back of the roadhouse with a wonderful garden and ponds and an extremely tidy swimming pool. Situated high on the escarpment, it looked out over the western end of the 100ft high Bunda Cliffs which form the Great Australian Bight. Eucla used to be a port with the township ...