There was nothing left to do in Elliston with the wind blowing like this. We went south to Locks Well. There’s no well there, but we checked anyway. It’s a beach that was copping a blasting, down 283 stairs from the car park, and a chance to get out of the car.
From the west coast to the east coast. Driving across the Eyre Peninsula was a beautiful drive, so long as you stayed in the car out of the wind. We took mainly back roads, and sometimes you can’t be sure exactly where you are.
This area had 9% of the state’s farmers, but produces 40% of the state’s wheat harvest. I daresay they are rather wealthy farmers in these parts. The patchwork of paddocks from this lookout near Cleve was a great view.
Some areas have the old hand built stone walls, many of which are still in good condition. There are virtually no trees in many places.
We stopped in at Arno Bay on the east side of the peninsula. They’ve done huge amounts of work on the foreshore here as well as building a great marina. This was done to assist the aquaculture industry here where they have a breeding program for Southern Bluefin tuna, Yellowtail Kingfish and Mulloway. The old part of town is still here too, with a row of tiny old shacks lining the beach. It’s rather a contrast to the new bits.
Tonight’s camp is a bushy. We’ve found a patch of dirt near Port Gibbons with a few trees to break the worst of the wind. Hoping tomorrow bring calm weather.