We had a four hour drive time to Whyalla so we stopped at Port Germaine for lunch and a rest. It has the longest wooden jetty in the southern hemisphere. And we walked the first two metres of it being the enthusiastic exercise takers we are.
At Whyalla we went to a lookout with a gun in case of attack. And I went out at a rising tide to ‘Rake’ for crabs. I only got one but it is late in the season and I left it until the silly the tide was coming in so I was out there muck raking but the little devils were hard to corner when the water was up to your privates.
We went for a walk in a local ‘wetlands’ that was like where they put their sewage water after they had treated it. But it was good because there was a play ground.
We slipped an hour down the road to Cowell for the next night. We got there early and although it was windy and yuck, I still managed to get a few whiting from the jetty with the help of some local advice.
We are now at Coffing Bay (ahem, it is a phlegmatic place) and the weather is great so I am off on a walk to look for oysters.