My all salad dinner last night was universally unpopular as we prepared for this morning’s early border crossing into SA. That said we did cruise through with only a lemon to surrender.
Happily, it seems the road has been repaved since we last travelled this route. I remember the stretch from Broken Hill to the border as some of the worst in the state, but this time it was, dare I say, almost acceptable.
We stopped to replenish fresh supplies in Peterbourough and had hoped to find a bakery or pie shop or anything for lunch. Nothing! All closed, except Foodland. DIY Sandwiches in the park it is.
After a spot of sunny rain and a few outback dust devils, we rolls into Hawker Caravan Park around 3 pm. This will be our home for the next few nights while we explore this part of the Flinders Ranges.
Tonight we treated ourselves to dinner at the Woolshed Restaurant at Rawnsley Park Station. While the exterior reflects its pastoral history, the menu showcased high-quality South Australian produce to rival any hatted restaurant. Anth and I shared a delicious lamb tasting plate, while the boys devoured slow-cooked shanks and an Angus sirloin, all topped off with an early birthday celebration for Lachie 😋Read more