A brief and creepy pit stop at Woomera; a sad, vacant, eerie and despondent place. While we didn’t see a soul, it felt as though souls did in fact exist, watching us and waiting [shiver]. So onward and out of there….

Finally the vision of water! After so long in the desert, we couldn’t wait to hit the beaches. We didn’t quite satisfy the urge in Port Augusta, Whyalla or Point Lowly, but water we did see and feel. First stop Port Augusta, big shop, air in tyres and overnight stay then off again.

Exploring the town of Whyalla, we took a tour on the HMAS WHYALLA. Built in 1941, the Whyalla was the first ship built in the Whyalla shipyards and served during the second World War 1942-46. It served by minesweeping, survey work and ferrying troops. Decommissioned in 1947 she was re named SS RIP and used to blast a dangerous stretch of water called The Rip at the entrance of Port Philip Bay. She now lives 2 metres off the ground and 2 kilometres from the sea back in the town of Whyalla.

We moved on, spending the night by the lighthouse at Point Lowly, got our feet wet in the water and continued to dream of the ocean, waves and white sands we were dying to see.  The view from the bus, we are parked up at point Lowly SA. It's beautiful here, lovely breeze blowing and about 25 degrees, magic 😊