Day 4 – Roaming the Eyre Peninsula (aka Fly be free)
Wow, what a day !!
Sunrises, oceans, the sound of crashing waves, coastal plains, cliffs, granite rocks, hinterland, mountains, freedom, space, salt lakes, ports, the best steak and onion pie I’ve ever had, local oysters and squid, watching the lights listening to the lapping water … I am so coming back to spend more time in the Eyre Peninsula.
From waking up really really early, the day has been so cruisey and relaxing. I’ve broken the back of the long trek and now its awandering.
Without the feeling of having to ‘get there’, I meandered, pulled into all sorts of side roads, found Murphy’s Haystacks, some caves, a lovely little town called Elliston with an old fashioned bakery that has the most amazing food, sat and communed with the salt lakes and watch the scenery change a dozen times.
It occurred to me today that the are only 2 times my soul feels free, when I’m on a bike flying into the wind and when I’m awandering with no place to be and no particular place to go.
Why do we leave it so long to feed our essential selves ?
Tomorrow I’m heading up to Port Augusta, the shoulders are pretty sore after all this driving, so have splashed out and booked myself a deluxe spa suite … *sigh* I can hear the relaxing sound from here.
I shall leave you with todays collage, it was massively hard to cut out pictures so its a bit overloaded.
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