The heat, dust, flies and grand red rocks of the Flinders Ranges seem a long way away now. Kangaroo Island is cool, damp and green but with spectacular scenery of a different kind. We have found that bush camping is the only way to see the best parts of the island, as they are in the remote corners, along dirt roads.
When I last posted, we were in Wilpena Pound, a unique geographical feature of an enclosed area surrounded by a range. There is one entrance, along a creek. The outside rocky landscape is spectacular, a dramatic barrier, but from the inside the perimeter is gently rolling hills.
From there we headed south into the Yorke Peninsula, shaped like a leg. One beautiful campsite was at Cable Bay, in the toe of the foot. The beach had a rocky backdrop and interesting shells, seaweed and corals. We watched dolphins fishing and walked high on the cliffs.
A few days of civilisation in Adelaide for a family reunion, seeing people we haven’t for some time, a wonderful group of interesting and diverse people, then off to Kangaroo Island.
Once again I’m not sure of the quality of these photos, and the Internet connection is very poor, so bear with me!