After Lorne Williamson scoffed that South Australia doesn't have many highways but I ratteled off about thirty off the top of my head when I read that post. Today I decided to go and ride the Ngarkat Highway for the first time since 2014. It was the first time I took the Kwaka along it.
First stop was Cooke Plains to check on the wild life.
Breakfast was at Keith, my usual pit stop when travelling this way. There was a bit of fog in the area but that was the only fog for the day.
No mechanical worries for me today but this truckie wasn't having the best of times. This was in Cannawigara just as I turned on to the Ngarkat Highway.
I had a Senior moment, deviating off into the dirt.
It appears that nothing has changed in the four years I have been away. Soft edges in Ngarkat.
Suddenly that truckie's woes weren't looking so bad. This u-pull-it job was in Pinnaroo.
Back home along the Mallee Highway. I dropped into every town. Parrakie was one of them.
Geranium has it's fans. To me it sounds like a name that should be on the periodic table.
I don't see these signs very often so I had to get a selfie at Jabuk.
Moorlands was my third venue in the dirt..
I sort of knew there was a big olive somewhere in Tailem Bend but I had never seen it before until I looked to a shed off the Princes/Dukes Highway in the morning and there it was in the distance, so I stopped to bag it on the way home.
All in all I had a good day, fine weather, fried chicken for breakfast, took 175 photos and returned home content. Now what's for lunch?
