Thursday, 27th July.
We left Bolivar on the northern outskirts of Adelaide at about 9.30am for the drive to Port Augusta. It was slow going for quite a while as we were stuck behind two oversize vehicles and their police escorts, plus several other motorists, until we all came to a stop at a railway crossing where a very long goods train was sitting going nowhere. The stop lasted several minutes until the train finally crawled along the track, across the road to stop again on the other side and we were all able to proceed on our journeys.
As we had been driving into an extremely strong headwind, we pulled into a service station up the road a way for a break, and caught up with the oversize vehicles and their entourage who had also stopped. We sped into the servo to buy coffee and sped out again as quickly as possible in order to get in front of the procession. We'd passed a 'pink' lake, managing to twist myself around enough to take a photo through the rear window of the car, green fields and windmills, using a great deal of fuel because of the headwind, which did eventually ease and we stopped at Port Germein for an hour, buying bread from the local 'supermarket' to make lunch and being greeted by a cute little lamb. Port Germein lays claim to the longest wooden jetty in the country.
Once we'd had a break and eaten lunch, we continued on till about an hour later reaching Port Augusta where we will stay tonight.
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