Winter Journey

Nuriootpa
Angaston

Sunday

We started the day with a long walk with Pip then decided to have our lunch at Mengler Hill Lookout Sculpture Park. It's such a beautiful place and we looked out over what seemed like the entire Barossa Valley and enjoyed walking through the sculpture park.

Beautiful work of art, this one is by Susan Falkman and called

Sharmans Passage

Stunning view over the Barossa Valley

Continuing on the scenic drive, the next village was Angaston, we thought we'd find a place to have lunch and go to the town hall craft market. The rain had started so we took shelter in the hall and enjoyed seeing all the marvellous hand made goods there and found a great book on the history of Angaston which we bought.

To our great surprise and pleasure we literally ran into Caleb and Donna Crowden on the way out. The last time we saw them was in Slovenia at the Para World Table Tennis Championships last year. Rebecca and Caleb are team mates on the Australian Para team and his Mum Donna often travels with him as we do with Rebecca. We chatted and caught up, discovering we were staying at the same caravan park back in Nuriootpa...we learnt that it is a small world indeed and you never know who may be around the next corner. Sadly I didn't get a photo of us :(

Memorial to the draft horse at the Centennial Park in Angaston

A fabulous old early caravan who took its family of 5 

on a 6500Km journey in 1931

The rest of the day was spent following up on a few more cemetery sites which was also fruitful.

Pip and I found this beautiful Bush Chapel on our walk this morning

Monday

We said goodbye to the Barossa this morning and joined the motorway toward the holiday village of Port Vincent on the Yorke Peninsula.

We drove through beautiful, mainly flat farming land which seemed to go from sheep to cattle. There was major traffic going back to Adelaide after the long weekend and we felt like we were going in the right direction.

We passed through a few small villages and then on the way into Port Wakefield disaster struck when a wheel fell off the caravan!

Fortunately as we came into the town our speed was about 50Km so we easily found a spot to stop on the edge of town. The wheel was off completely, the wheel nuts sheared. The guard was ripped off and the cover lost.

The tyre was wedged between the van and gutter, 

luckily it didn't fly off on the highway

My first thought was thank goodness this didn't happen on the highway at 100Km so we have been blessed.

See, no wheel

RAA was summoned and John, a lovely man came and saved us, fixing everything and having us back on the road in about an hour with a small cost and lots of great tourism advice about places to see in the local area.

Not a bad spot to stop for a break after our ordeal

Looking out over the Gulf of St Vincent

Our drive down through the Yorke Peninsula was happily uneventful and we are now at the Port Vincent Caravan Park, our base for the next few days.