Cobber Pedy to Port Augusta

After a couple of days in Coober Pedy we set sail for Port Augusta.
I think we're lost and goin' in the wrong direction.
We should be heading back north into the warmth, not this shitty cold wet stuff.
We struck rain, cold and bloody gale force winds and so we pulled over and made camp about 170kms south of Coober Pedy.


Next morning wasn't much better so we hid for a few hours. We finally decided we could move on and just took it easy, travelling at about 70-80 kms/hr.
We stopped in at Pimba for fuel and a snack. The steak burger was great.
Pimba is a roadhouse with the turn off toWoomera and Roxby Downs there.
Met up with a guy we were parked next to in Alice. He'd broken down with a buggered clutch, so I guess he'll be there for a month or two as he is driving an really old Bedfored truck motor-home and parts are not all that handy.
Stopped again about 70 kms south of Pimba and spent another miserable cold, windy and damp night.


Next morning looked like it had cleared up (still bloody cold), but not so windy so we took off for Port Augusta.
Silly me, thinking the wind had gone. As soon as we turned onto the black track it started blowing again.
Oh! well, we pushed on and made it to Port Augusta.
Jesus! This bloody town is still in the dark ages. I don't think it's changed since we were here in 1984. The same pot-holes in the main street and everything. I must admit that there doesn't seem to be as many drunken black-fellas laying about as last time. It has grown a little though and there are a few more shops. We did the grocery shopping and headed out to the Shoreline Caravan Park for the night. Bloody rain and cold won't go away. I hope it doesn't snow.


Bob & Lynn decided they wouldn't go and visit their friends down in Moonta, as the weather is shitty and it would be a 400km round trip in the snot, so we'll pull out today and head for Ceduna.


See ya next time - As usual, there probably won't be much coverage.