Whyalla was an interesting stop. We spent the morning having a tour over the ‘Whyalla’, a 650 ton Corvette warship made locally that served in World War 2. It was fascinating to see what shipboard life would have been like. Very crowded, and on a ship with a 40 degree pitch I’m not sure it would have been a lot of fun – even without the business of war going on around it! Alex particularly enjoyed the wheelhouse, where we were allowed to blow the ship’s whistle.
The weather was still alternating beautiful sunshine and pouring rain. We set up camp at Port Gibbon, dodging huge deep puddles and a few other caravans. Trucky tried his luck fishing from the beach, while the kids in their parkas and beanies went paddling in the ocean. Nutbags!
We continued our streak of interesting weather. A short break at Lipson Cove (what a glorious spot!) saw the kids-with-no-nerve-endings (Jess and Alex) in their swimmers paddling in a sheltered bay, and Trucky again trying to catch something. Anything (spotting a recurring theme here??). In only a few minutes the weather turned from glorious sunshine to pelting rain. We had a mad dash back to the bus, all saturated and freezing. But we dried off and continued on our way.
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