A poor man buys twice … I‘m liking that phrase more and more …

A brilliant sunrise, proving to be a top day.

The wind has gone after last night and we’re off to Coobowie (5km) to play tennis with the local tennis group.

A nice morning, only 8 players so 2 courts for 1½ hours.  A nice bunch followed by a coffee at the only shop in this small town.

John had a restless night … his cheap air mattress was flatened.  He was feeling rather ‘deflated’. In the meantime, a patch from the car tyre shop in Yorketown $10 (it didn’t work); a vinyl patch kit $10, needs 24 hours to use mattress … I wasn’t confident $10.  A wander passed our local service station who sells fishing/camping/hardware.  An air mattress $27.50 … sold!!!

A relaxing afternoon ride to Point Sultana along the Walk The Yorke Trail , we swim others fish.  What a great day, how things change when its not windy.

I’m on constant alert at the weather app as there was threatening rain during the whole of the Easter break. Day by day it’s looking less likely that our tennis tournament will be a washout. Fingers crossed.

The sun sets and the sky looks on fire as we bbq at the camp kitchen, chatting to other campers also cooking. The fish weren’t biting today we learn, how there is a few mullet being caught

From our tent I gaze over the sea, the moon will be full in 2 days, its reflection on the sea before me. Not a breath of wind, it’s 19°C no clouds eerily still. What a lovely evening.

‘Oh! I waved to them’, he said. ‘I thought they were real!’  Specsavers alert!!!

I feel at home … sunrise is around 6 30am … that is more like it in my language.  A quick 3min walk to the beach to see a vibrant red glow over the ocean and soon the sunrise. 

We are on the move to Edithburgh.  We pass through Yorketown, a lovely quaint hub at the crossroads to the east and west sides of the penninsula.  A feast for the photographer of the old stone buildings and houses.  They are not all original, some with a facelift but still they’re strutting their stuff and looking proud.

We are now at the start of the Water Tower Mural Trail and the Salt Lake Trail, reminders of a thriving community here in yesteryear.

Edithburgh has yet another jetty to add to the collection … more old stone buildings and houses. Both towns are squeaky clean as of all through the Penninsula.

A lovely coastal ride to Coobowie passing the Tidal Pool … maybe it deserves a swim tomorrow, not before continuing a coastal ride to Sultana Point.

When 6am means 6am … daylight saving has finished, yay!. Still trying to work out if its a 23 or 25hr day.

A cold wind here on the east this morning as the park empties from the weekenders.

Solution is to go west.  Back to the National Park to Royston Head Hike.  Lots of WOW moments here this morning.  For once I am quiet, I’m on the look out for some local animals … David Attenborough style.  Sign language as we see some emus trotting through the bush.  The track is so pretty through sandhills covered with low bushes of all shades of green.  It would be great when it is all in flower.  In the distance, the cliffs, bays and beaches setting off some wonderful scenery.  Two ears poking up followed by the little face of a kangaroo (I picture in my mind a donkey orchid) maybe we should rename it. There are 2 roos only a couple of metres away and not bothered by us as I take a pic. 

Over the sandhills and ‘voila!’; a sight to behold, this is Wow, stunning, amazing … all the positive adjectives you can imagine.  We are sooo lucky.  We scramble down the trail on the edges of the cliff.  It is stunning, the contrast in colours, the little island, coves and beach below … such an amazing walk.

We thought we had stayed 1 day too long, however today we have slowed down and sapped in the beauty of this National Park.

Back to West End Beach … now that is a beach!!! The stairs down are never ending.  The beach walk goes on and on.  Waves crashing before us as we trudge through the soft sand, we have the whole beach to ourselves, nobody dare, they just look from the top and take a pic, probably on a day park entry and seeing the sights quickly.  We bought a 2 month SA National Park Pass and we are getting our monies worth.

‘Did you bring your book?’ she says,  ‘No, I forgot, maybe I’ll just watch the dolphins’, he says … we both laugh …

Oh, the weather has started to turn, a little cooler and quite a strong wind this morning. I’m busy looking at google maps and willyweather, trying to fathom out the best wind protected place to go. Dolphin Beach came up trumps. Firstly the opposite direction to see the Kangaroo Island lookout, very rugged coast, clambering up rocks and cliffs, windy but we were rewarded with the scenery.

The plan was to take our book to Dolphin Beach and sit on the rocks. I suppose you want to walk to the end of the beach? Another rhetorical question, off we go, it’s remarkably different without the wind. Within minutes a pair of dorsel fins break the water. Look dolphins!!! We walked the length of the beach following the dolphins as they were hunting. John clapping his thongs together and whistled … I’m not sure what he was thinking, Flipper or calling a dog 🤔??

Back at the start of the beach 5 emus heading towards our bags, ‘I’m glad I zipped my bag up!’

For a day that could have been uneventful, it turned out well.