That morning we left well rested, healthy like two rabbits (after all those carrots) and eager to conquer South Australia. The border is near Eucla and we were quite surprised to see that the quarantine inspection here is only for travelers from SA to WA. The inspection for WA to SA travelers is 500 km down the road near Ceduna. Bummer.
We stopped at Eucla for petrol and to admire the view from the pass.
(we were a bit stumped by this display. How do you mean Sunny Eucla? It was overcast and cold. Do they know what an Emu looks like in Eucla? I could swear that this is a whale……)
The coastline is not very accessible here and has high cliffs and 4 wheel drive access roads only. Also the weather is, instead of 40 degrees every day, in the low 20’s with a strong south east wind. That means that our fuel consumption on this 1,200 km trip has increased from 7.5 km on a liter to 6.5 km. Ah well.
We stop near a lookout point and although not very well visible on the picture, the beach and ocean are about 100 meters lower from where we sit.
Then we’re on the road again, this time in South Australia though.
And I can hear you ask: “Marjo and Axel, what is different in South Australia”. Well. There you got us. We hadn’t thought of that question. But now you ask:
– no road kill. Where the number of foo’s on the road since Norseman has been substantial, since Eucla we have only seen live animals
– more playful sign writers. This is a WA sign
and this one from SA
– two hours and 30 minutes (they like to confuse travelers though as already 250 km from the border we had to change our clocks for 45 minutes and then again at Eucla 1 hour and 45 minutes) so that we now are 30 minutes after NSW and 2.5 hours before WA
– no empty bottles along the side of the road. In WA they have a refund of 10 cents per bottle and can so people are more hesitant to throw their bottles and cans out of the window
– more people wave when we drive past. In WA you only see that in remote areas, in SA this is consistent for towns and roads
– they are less generous with 1080 poison 🙂
We made another stop to admire the cliffs.
And Nossi found this setting the right background for his photo profile.
Meanwhile Dotti and Marjo were guarding the bus.
Then we were back on the road again. This stretch of road is what gives the Nullarbor it’s name.
The large limestone shelf doesn’t allow deep roots which means: No trees. Null Arbor.
When it gets later we start looking for a place to stay for the night. We pass several rest areas but they are invariably dirty and desolate. Not nice to stand there by yourself. So we continue on till we reach the campground of Nundroo where everyone else seems to stay overnight.
Considering we have finished all the vegetables, we order take out and over dinner watch the galas make noise in a nearby tree and fly off in the sunset.
A beautiful day.
Posted from Sheringa, South Australia, Australia.
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