Saturday 12th February
So, last night we replayed one of our favourite games of the trip so far:
“Di, have you seen my keys?”
“Last time I saw them they were on the table outside”
The game has variations of course, they all start with “Di have you seen my keys” but can end with “last time I saw them they were”: “on the bench”, “in the ignition”, “on the bed” and occasionally with “why don’t you pick a spot and put them in the same damned spot so you won’t keep losing them”. Enormously entertaining game anyway. Not quite as easy as it sounds because remember I normally only have 24 cubic metres of van to “lose them” in. Obviously this is not to be confused with the game from day 2 of the trip “Di, have you seen the keys to the motorbike and trailer?” “Last time I saw them they were on the table at Vicki’s 300 kilometres back ”. Anyway this time I excelled myself because it was an all time record amount of time to find them - because they were inside the water cask on the bench. Yep, I managed to drop them through the handle opening at the top of the cask. If the cask hadn’t been nearly empty and Di hadn’t been pulling it apart to get the bag out, it could have been even longer to find.
Luckily we had a very short distance to travel today so we were able to go ahead with our plan to go into town and check out a few of the sights. First of these was the Makybe Diva statue. Aah yes, now you remember, three time winner of the Melbourne Cup (consecutively), Cox Plate Winner, two time Australian race horse of the year and her owner was a local Port Lincoln tuna fisherman. To be honest judging by the amount of cash he seemed to have even before she won the Cup(s) I’m guessing it’s a while since young Tony actually threw a line over the side of a boat, but I could be wrong. In a staggering piece of info (in the town brochure) it seems that the, life size, statue is made of 4 tonnes of plasticine which was then brass coated. That is an enormous amount of play doh!
NOTE: Animal update. Now while we were expecting to see Makybe Diva in all her glory we were not expecting to see a couple taking their pet python out for a walk. But there you go, always expect the unexpected when you are traveling. While we didn’t get quite the reaction from our Di that we got with the giant lizard, let’s just say that neither of us was rushing over to pat the python.
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| Photo does not do this thing justice, probably due to my hand shaking. This thing was 6 foot long and as thick as my arm!! |
While out shopping Di got a craving for a meat pie and Steve for an Indian curry. Luckily there was a bakery and and Indian take away in close proximity - cravings satisfied.
Then it was off to satisfy MM’s cravings for Diesel and Di’s our cravings for another couple of wine casks and to resupply with Austar prawns, snapper and King George Whiting.
Editors note: I keep getting the feeling I would be more in tune with my fellow travellers if I took up fishing. On the other hand walking into the fishmongers and picking up the exact pieces of fish you fancy seems a whole lot easier and I wouldn’t be surprised cheaper too.
So there we go, finally on the road a little after one o’clock, looks like 45 kilometres was about all we could manage anyway. Lovely drive although still cool and a little windy (no I am not going to do a joke about the curry for lunch - grow up people). Got into Coffin Bay where we checked into the one and only caravan park.
Having settled in, it was time for a walk along the “Oyster Trail”. Another walk along the waterfront. Each walk has had it’s own little signature. On this walk the houses were that close to the path at one stage we went in through the lounge and out the laundry of one house. (I may have exaggerated that a bit, but the houses were really, right on the path).
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| Honestly the path goes between the tree and the hous |
If the signature of the walk was the proximity of the houses, the signature of the caravan park was poo. Now I’m no Steve Irwin, but I’m pretty sure it was Kangaroo (because bears poo in the woods - boom boom). Anyway there was a lot of poo. Surprisingly no kangaroos though - although they probably didn’t like it here because of the amount of poo that was on the ground. But amazingly it was not a problem and the park was still very pleasant.
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