Sunday … Port Augusta to Carey Gully (SA)


I’m up early, hoping to get some pics of the Flinders Ranges with a sunrise … 20 minutes earlier and I might have got some half decent pics … oh well, next time ;-)







The Motel's very friendly and personable "Kitty" drops in for brekky ... I share a little bit of my scrammbled eggs with her ;-)

On the road by 8am and it starts to get very windy, but at least it wasn’t raining – yet? It had been threatening to rain though, with much of the southern end of the Flinders Ranges shrouded in dark low cloud, the furthest end invisible with rain … 100ks down the road, it was getting considerably chillier – we opt to stop at the next available servo to rug up some more; ten minutes later, it starts to drizzle and the road ahead already wet – the extra ‘rug’ had been good timing! Happily, it didn’t eventuate to more than a shower – for once the BOM got it right!

Food, real coffee and fuel at Port Wakefield BP … by this point, we’re both tired of being buffeted by the strong head/side-wind BUT! The fact that it isn’t also pouring rain is enough to make it bearable!

A friendly couple of elder lads stop to chat and check out the bikes – we’d passed them earlier towing a large caravan – they said we initially had them a bit worried by the “double bubble” in their rearview mirror … until we blasted past ;-)

After all the fast Highway riding over the past three weeks, riding Greenhill Rd into Carey Gully was a treat! Thirteen kilometers of mostly uphill, fabulous twisty windy roads with a few switch-backs, 1st to 3rd gear stuff only that had us concentrating the whole way – great fun, and it’s easy to see why this road is a favorite haunt (weekend particularly) of local bikies, cyclists and vintage car clubs!

Early afternoon arrival for a two-night stay with our friends again, dinner at a local wood fired Pizzeria to cap off the day. For a Sunday night, it was nearly full – easy to understand why - the food was GREAT!