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While in Quorn we walked across the railway tracks to watch their nightly presentation on the sides of the grain silos in the railway yard.  The first hour is a series of vignettes about the local area and its history – with video and sound effects.  Then there is a further 2 hours of projection and narrative showcasing local photographers and artists … all free … such a fabulous way to promote the local town and its members.  There were about 20 people watching while we were there.

Monday and that was the end of Quorn for us … and another short trip down the road and we are at Port Augusta in a caravan park. The trip was so short we arrived in Port Augusta way too early to get into the park, so we headed to Port Germein, a spot we had visited a couple of years ago and did the walk out along the jetty.

The jetty was officially opened in 1881 to service the grain sailing ships loaded at the port. Originally 1676 meters long, several damaging storms to the jetty has resulted in the jetty now only being 1500 meters long!

After our jetty walk and after some lunch it was back in the car and time to check in to the caravan park.

Our stay reinforced why we like being off grid amidst the solitude … we were next to the boom gate for all entries and exits … they were expecting 92 arrivals that day and night … the boom gate opened and closed with regular monotony all night as weary travellers found their base for the night. This was accompanied by the road trains on the highway about 200m from us as they changed gear up the rise to exit the town or changed gears coming down the rise … all interspersed by the freight trains that ran every couple of hours … but we needed to put the car in for its scheduled service, restock and wash and get ready for the next off grid experience.  Ah … did I mention it rained most of the day too!

Our new location was not part of the original plan.  We are in Lincoln National Park in an area called the Lincoln Track … it rained on and off with the temperature sitting on 13 degrees for the 4 hour trip down … the track into our little campsite is a rough as guts limestone track, narrow, boulders and big sharp stones … we crawled and ducked and weaved around the trees averaging  7kph getting to our campsite … but it is absolutely spectacular … 180 degree views across the Boston Bay toward Port Lincoln in the distance.  Perched among the trees and about 3m above the water level … home for 3 nights … not another soul within eye or ear shot!  A magnificent find, time for some bush walks, beach walks, photography (quite a few wildflowers out at the moment), reading and fishing!