The road to Port Lincoln.......

The next morning we continued down the west coast of the Eyre Peninsula on our way to Port Lincoln.  Our first stop was to have a quick look at Venus Bay and we found another sleepy little fishing village here.  We didn't stop but drove on to Talia where we headed back to the coast for a look at Woolshed Cave.

The road takes you to the edge of the cliff where you park and walk down the steps and Boardwalk to the rocks below. Wander around the corner here and you are faced with a large cave created over the years by tides and winds.  There was nothing at all here to indicate why it was called Woolshed Cave but it was truly spectacular none the less.

Our next stop was just a little further around the cliffs, yes there was a road, and we found The Tub.  This looks to be a large sinkhole and access down into it has been cut off but it was still an interesting sight anyway.

The road kept going and Bill did too, did I mention I was feeling a little stressed by now, but all was well and the next stop was a Marble Memorial to a chap who had been killed on the rocks below.  

Surf and Rock Fishing is the main activity at all these stops and here right on a Cape you could just imagine how treacherous it would by and why people have died.  At this point we turned around and went back out to the main road.

We stopped for lunch at another little beach and camp ground called Walkers Rocks.  Again a popular spot for beach and surf fishing.  Just about everywhere we stopped we saw 4WDs on the beach. 

We drove on to Elliston, another small community along the coast.  It was here that we found the famous Mural painted on the Community Hall depicting life through the ages.  Elliston is also famous for it's Sculpture and Cliff drive and so off we went to follow this.

It certainly was a spectacular drive, a little too close to the edge sometimes for my liking, but we did it and stopped at each sculpture to capture them.  I liked the Thongs and the Four Heads best but they all made for an interesting trip and the views were once again amazing.

Back on the flat we drove on again to Sheringa Beach where we were going to camp for the night at their Beach Camp.  When Bill was reading the comments about this camp site someone had said to drive a little further up the hill and the views were great.  Bill did just this and the next moment I found myself camped on a headland with the most magnificent views you could imagine.  

Now I would be lying if I didn't say I wasn't real happy with this arrangement as it looked to me like we were going to be right on the edge.   Though once we walked down to the spot Bill had picked I found it was a long way back from any edge and all was well.  

We spent a few hours just enjoying the views over Explorer Bay while we had dinner and waited for the sunset.  With not much cloud in the sky when it did set it was pretty but not special and soon after we were tucked up inside with just the sound of the waves breaking on the rocks below.

Waking the next morning we were surprised to see grey sky and the winds had blown up overnight so we didn't hang around but were soon on our way to Port Lincoln.  Just a few kms down the road we stopped at a cute little cottage which was signposted as Lake Hamilton Eating House It was used a stopping place for travellers and coaches using this road in the mid to late 1800's.  The owner of the property had had it built for that purpose.  The door was open and inside was a can for donations.  The ashes in the fireplace indicated that people had camped there at some stage.  Perhaps that's what it is for now.

Just one more stop on the way at Cumming Monument Lookout where the wind prevented us from staying out of the car too long.  From the top here if you looked away from the coast you could see Lake Hamilton, a large salt lake stretching for miles beside the road.

We continued our drive and arrived in Port Lincoln soon after, found a park, coffee and bread in that order.  We walked across to the foreshore and enjoyed the view of the harbour, the Jetty and the Wharf where a large ship was in port at the time.

A little further along the grass we found a statue of a horse and this proved to be Makybe Diva the three time winner of the Melbourne Cup.  But for now it was time to find a home for tonight.

so until next time........