Yet another awful night taking it in turns to cough; I can only sleep semi-upright and Ian seems to choke every few minutes. We are both seriously worrying about staying at Toby and Jay's for 10 nights if we continue like this. The tablets the pharmacist in Adelaide gave us are doing the trick and breaking down whatever is in our lungs (we know that because mucus is emerging from every orifice - too much info, I know!).
At least today’s drive was slightly shorter than
yesterday - 277 kms - and we've allowed ourselves more time for stops, so we made a detour to Beachport which we’d read was rather beautiful and OMG it was stunning and the best bit was we had the whole place absolutely to ourselves. I took a few too many pictures.
Despite having read the warning signs, Ian felt adventurous enough to pose atop this rock.
Look away now Wendy - the variety of seaweed is also rather interesting with the type on the left resembling little bottles.
The town itself was quite pretty too.
