Day 7 – PORT LINCOLN - END OF WEEK ONE

There is some very substantial machinery in use around here.

And what an eventful week it has been. After I sent last night’s blog, a kind person passing by mentioned that one of our car tyres was completely flat, and it was. The spare that I had put on after I had destroyed the tyre (and the jack) was no longer inflated. That was a complete mystery given that the spare was a new tyre that had not received any of the punishment the other tyres received so I had two jobs for the tyre man this morning. Fortunately I was able to pump it up and it remained inflated for the short drive to his workshop.

It turned out that it had a crack in it which he was able to fix and the new tyre arrived on schedule so we are now retyred and good to go in that respect. I learnt a lot about life in Port Augusta waiting for tyres to be fixed.

This afternoon, we drove to Port Lincoln where we now are. The suspension collapsed twice en route but restored itself each time and we made it to the local Land Rover dealer just before closing time. Needless to say, he asked that we come back tomorrow. If you can imagine your normal land Rover dealer with an opulent showroom and prestige cars on display, the Port Lincoln dealership is nothing like that. It is basically a big shed with cars everywhere, a couple of them new, a very untidy office off to one side, manned by one person who appears to be the dealer principal, salesman and mechanic and who seemed completely uninterested in what Southport Land Rover had tried to tell him about the service history of the car. Tomorrow will be interesting but, if we have to spend a few days here, it appears that there will be plenty to see and do.

How did they get this so far from the water?

I suspect that they are not the same pelicans I photographed at Macquarie Marshes.

We preferred our camp site in the bush but we need to be in town to access Land Rover.

Fortunately the neighbours, mainly Queenslanders, are quite nice.





It needs to be mentioned that Port Lincoln describes itself as the seafood capital of Australia but, by the time we set up camp and went looking for some seafood for tea, everything was closed so we had sausages instead. We intend to make up for it tomorrow night.