Continuing our coastal hug we ride towards the wheat growing area of South Australia and head towards a quite oyster farming township located on the southern extremity of the Eyre Peninsula called Coffin Bay. The winds have begun to die down and my body begins to settle back comfortably melding with the bike. I am now able to relax and soak up the awesomeness that surrounds me. In the foreground, fields of golden stubby cut wheat that look like "stubble on a Ginger," glow in the warm sunshine. Large white sand dunes that are lapped by turquoise Southern Ocean waters as far as the eye can see. Our eyes catch a "Fresh Bread" sign as we ride past a small homestead wood fired bakery. "Did you see that?", Kev radios! "Sure did! Let's do a U'y and pick up a loaf for brekky tomorrow!", I radio back. We pull up to the "bread shack" deposit two $2 coins in the money tin and make our selection…the bread is fresh and very crusty. Kev packs the bread into his pannier and we are back on the road…I must remember to pick up some butter!
It is around 1:30pm when we arrive at Coffin Bay and the sight of the oyster beds in the harbor are have made us hungry for a lunch. We stop and enjoy the local treasures, check out the town brochure and figuring out where we are going to set up camp. Coffin Bay National Park looks stunning and offers camping but no showers, and after a couple of high temp days we definitely could use one! We select the town caravan park located across from the harbor oyster beds that advertises shaded grassy campsites, new amenities and power for $32. per night. Our campsite is prefect and we rock into "set up" mode then both head for the showers….Ahhhh! As I walk back to camp, Kev has set up the power strip, plugged us in and is charging up. Little does he know that he has 2 Grey Kangaroos gazing a meter or so behind him! Tickled, I pull out the camera a shoot away! This caravan park was alive with native Aussie birdlife, so much so that the squawking, chattering, and banter from the galahs, rainbow lorakeets, magpies, honeyeaters and miner birds was at times overwhelming….in a great way!
The next day was a scorcher so Kev and I decided to take a ride around the areas coastal National Park. The cool sea breezes refreshed us, and the views were sublime. Tea at the local yacht club, with air-conditioning kept us alive as we waited for the evenings cool change. Drained from the heat I remember climbing into the tent… and finally that cool breeze arrived sweeping across my face watching the Southern Cross light up in the sky and the Grey Kangaroos graze right outside my tent zipper, (I guess the word is out we have pineapples)…I know I fell asleep smiling!