We say goodbye to Lake Albert and leave with some kangaroo meat for the dogs that we get from the friendly camper who arrived there in 1984 and never left.

We follow the road along the Coorong and uhm and ah whether to call into the naturist camping along this road.

We’re not new to naturist camping and have done so many years in France but the relative cold weather and wind here (who wants to walk in the nude with 19 degrees and 15 knots of wind) make us decide against it.
We stop at some of the free spots, first the Granite, no idea why it’s called that.

It’s a nice beach but the camping is just a bitumen car park, very exposed to the wind.


Then we decide a group shot, which – as usual – takes a few goes.


Dotti decides she likes it here and you can see why, kilometers of beach with no one around.


We stop at some camp sites just past Kingston SE but with the wind, rain and flies we decide to drive onto Robe. Not before we try out our fixed kite though…..
Robe has a nice camping just on the beach with nice surroundings.
Also a nice beach.
Nossi gets all angry when he sees something popping up out of the waves every time, the fact that it’s a rock doesn’t stop him from barking and diving into the sea to protect Marjo.
A great day.














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