Saturday, 13 April 2013

Barossa Blues

Woke this morning to the Penguins circling and fleeing the rookery - I rushed out to get a picture for Dick and Nancy - it's not everyday you see half a dozen Penguins all travelling together.


As we were packing up for the move to Clare and making the beds Ross had a twinge in his back - oh dear - we are stuffed. So after we packed up very carefully and visited the physio Ross was able to drive very carefully to Clare where we just had a lazy afternoon with Ross flat on his back. The only light in the day was slapping the huge ice pack on Ross arse and getting him back for all the icing I had to do for my knee. Unfortunately the next day was no better and we had to swap to a cabin so that across could get in and out of the shower better and I could help him if needed.


So the cabin and the ice packs worked well and the next day was much better. As his back warmed up for the day his movement improved and he was in the mood for some more driving and vineyard visits. So we headed of to Kilakanoon - winery of the year in 2012. But bought nothing and then to Skillagalee, where we met a very charming cellar doorman who could talk the leg of an iron pot and a very happy guest who had obviously been sampling for quite a while and recommended the Shiraz and Pinot Gris. Yum yum. Both the are small personal vineyards and the guys chat and are happy even if you don't buy. We are learning lots and Ross is happy to chat. Some pictures of these vineyards below.





On to Annie's Lane and again great people to chat to, they were setting up for a wedding and the gardens were beautiful. South Australia knows how to do tourism. Personal and great value. The weather is great, the people have been lovely and the food, wines, coffee and scenery again all wonderful. Everywhere there are bike tracks and walking paths and great parks. A Gray nomads perfect day. Another vineyard we looked at but didn't taste was Seven Hills - a Jesuit Retreat that happens to make wine.





Back to the Caravan Park and a walk before a lazy read and wine on the verandah - oh yeah and another ice pack - hahahaha revenge is sweet.

Because there is a half marathon on here tomorrow we will have to head of if we want a cottage or cabin so we have checked the map and are heading to a place called Lake Bonnie at Barmera about half way to Mildura. The cabins are old but clean and again Ross can stretch out and it shortens the drive to Mildura. There are so many small towns on rivers and billabongs and lakes in outback SA and they are all flourishing. Anything grows here as long as there is water. We arrived to camp in the middle of a vintage car rally and so had lots to look at as we walked the edge of the lake.







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