After a night of heavy rain and strong winds, it was a little quieter when we awoke. No rush today as we have a parcel to collect from the local post office. We ambled our way there for 9:30 am and finally collected the bike parts sent from home! and as a surprise there was some nice chocolate packed with them as well, thank you Emily and Laura.
Cycling due South out of Moonta meant the wind was part behind us although it was not very strong yet. The road was really nice cycling, hardly any traffic in either direction and that is how it remained all day.
To the left and right fields of young barley plants stretched as far as you could see, with the recent rain some of the wild flowers on the verges had burst into life, in particular a pretty yellow plant, not sure what it is called but is bound to be an invasive weed!
We saw a huge bird of prey with black wing tips, possibly a black kite, no not a picture either it was rather timid flying off at high speed.
Soon (after 35 km) we arrived at Maitland our lunchtime stopping point, this is a nice town with all the facilities you need. On from this the road to Port Victoria ran South West so our tailwind was gone, replaced by a crosswind.
Port Victoria is known as the last of the windjammer ports, grain was shipped out from here to the UK up to 1949.
It was 22 km down this road to get into Port Victoria, this is very different from Moonta and Maitland, a lot of property for sale including both of the town shops. However there is an excellent jetty which we would normally make our first stop but the wind was getting stronger and stronger, so we headed for the campsite.
You have a choice of two here, a caravan park costing $35 with poor reviews or the town oval (only toilets and a tap though) for $7, we chose the oval. This proved to be a good choice as the winds are going to be even stronger tonight with heavy rain but we camped under the roof of the pavilion building, very well sheltered indeed. Although the tent pegs had to be wedged between slabs!
After cooking a sumptuous tuna pasta we could watch the clouds building up and the trees bending from the sheltered luxury of our tent. Hopefully this storm will blow itself out tonight, fingers crossed.