It was a windy night which made for a disturbed sleep, but it became calm as dawn approached and we awoke to see a beautiful sunrise over Spencer Gulf. We were used to seeing the sunsets at Moonta Bay, but now we were on the West coast of the Gulf.

Neither Lucinda or I had ever been South of Whyalla and so the road to Port Lincoln was new to us both . The coastal village of Cowell provided a perfect stop for morning tea and the architecture of the old public buildings and two hotels was very good. Lucinda browsed in a quilting shop called Stitch'n'Bits, the owner was very friendly and chatted as she set up her machine to embroider a quilt. The 'Black Stump' was also on display in Cowell, which apparently placed between the two hotels as a joke at one stage with a sign saying 'best hotel this side of the black stump'.

We made a slight detour towards Cleve just out of Cowell up the Birdseye Highway to see the May Gibbs memorial tree. The famous author of the Gumnut Babies was born in the area and the tree is near a house she lived in during her early years.

Lunch was a sandwich and cup of tea in the caravan at the little coastal village of Tumby Bay. We also bought some biscuits from a volunteer run shop there which stocked food and craft items produced by locals.

So it was onto Port Lincoln - the most distant destination of our trip - and we were met by a large welcome sign. Our site at the Port Lincoln Tourist Park was one of the new concrete one and provided a delightful view across to Boston Island.

After settling in we took a drive down to the marina and wharf area, where there are separate wharves for each type fishing boat. The lineup of prawn boats was particularly impressive. Also there is a memorial to Port Lincoln fishermen lost at sea and who have never been recovered. It is an impressive stone sculpture.

But now it was dinner time and on the menu was scotch fillet steak (cooked on the Weber of course) and a Caesar salad. It had been a long day and tomorrow would probably be a quiet recovery day.