Blog 7 City of Church’s.

Arrived in Adelaide on the 27th and booked into the Brighton Beach Caravan Park, nice spot, we got a good spot behind a sand dune which protected us from the cold wind, but on a good day just had to walk to the top of it and got a great view.

Good Day

 Not so good Day

As the caravan park was on the beach of the gulf of St Vincent, the sunset over the water, got some great sunset photos from here.

We visited the Army History unit at Keswick barracks, and ran into Steve the WO I met at the Museum course in Melbourne. He showed us around; of course I had to buy one of their “digger dogs”.

They have a great museum, lots of great gear, got taken over to see their archives room, could hardly move, there was stuff piled high, they have a fantastic collection of documents, newspaper, photo etc.

Their displays are well done and informative.

They only open on Sundays, and have a volunteer staff of approximately 60 people, wish we had that many.

Of course we had to do the Wineries, went down first to the Mclean Valley and found the Rosemount cellar doors, and tried their wines like I was some sort of expert, the country side down there was beautiful

Another day we went up to the Barossa and found this creek I was quite familiar with

The grape vines at this stage are in the process of being pruned, talking to the locals (whilst sampling their wines) it’s quite an art to prune them, they have to get it right to maximize their grapes quality and quantity.

Went for lunch with Percy and Michelle, Barry and Glenda had left Adelaide and were heading back north, then went over to their place for coffee, they live in the Adelaide hills, got a nice spot with great views, beside a nature reserve, Percy tried to make out it was his land, I wasn’t fooled J.

Did lots of other exploring, went into town on the train and visited the markets in the middle of the city, got on the train home and unbeknown to us caught an express, so we had to get off past our station and go back, oh well all the more fun. We went for drives through the hills, when the signs say beware koala’s they are true, this fellow was casually strolling along the road like he owned it, had the traffic holed up, but finally decided to have a rest in the fork of a tree,

We drove down to Cape Javis to have a look at Kangaroo Island, didn’t go over though. Stopped on the way back at a nice pub with a fire going for lunch, could have sat there all afternoon. The drive through the country was fantastic.

Packed up on Sunday the 5^th ready to go the next day and Percy and Michelle came over for drinks and to say goodbye.

Next is to follow the Murray.