112 kilometers today. Sub zero, icy, freezing, chilly, take your pick, whatever adjective you want to use, it was very cold leaving Ceduna this morning. I dressed in layers, then peddled hard, its the best way to warm up. In overcast conditions I followed the coast along the Eyre Peninsula, I caught glimpses of the sea along the way.
In benign conditions with a slight tail wind, I made good time through rolling countryside. Remnant mallee scrub gave way to wheat, barley and canola fields. Traffic was non existent. I rode for a half an hour without seeing a car in either direction. I imagine the biggest road trains and caravans were on the Eyre Highway headed to Port Augusta, while I was now traveling along the Flinders Highway towards Port Lincoln.
Pink galahs and singing pardalotes kept me company, while I kept my eye out for any sign of the elusive mallee fowl.
I passed Smokey Bay and Haslam, small fishing villages, they came and went. The closer I moved towards the coast the more lush the countryside. Passing some old stone ruins made me think of what this country may have been like in the days of early settlement.
Streaky Bay was a pleasant surprise. Its relaxed and laid back on this sunny Sunday afternoon. I set up camp right on the beach, then went for a scout about town. I went down to the jetty to see what’s biting: Blue swimmer crabs! Cheap Oysters are for sale at the Caravan kiosk but I think I will just stick with the Hot Chips.
My plan is to follow the coast as far as Elliston, then cross the Peninsula to Lucky Bay where I can take the sea ferry across the Spencer Gulf to Wallaroo. All going well, I should be in Adelaide in a week or so.