Whyalla

Well, we made Port Germein last night. We happened across a vehicle ferry at Cadell. Just as well, as there were no bridges for many kilometres. It was a good and unexpected experience, and lucky, as it may be closed before too long. Unfortunately, we hit a kangaroo in the twilight near Burra.
Luckily, there doesn't appear to be any significant damage to the Ceduna. The 'roo sustained fatal damage, sadly.

Port Germein was a really pretty little place on the coast flanked by the Flinders Ranges. It has an endless low tide and a wooden jetty that extends 1.6km in the hope of finding deep enough water for the old fashioned sailing ships that used to collect wheat there in the 1800's. Today we have relocated to Whyalla - the complete opposite. Interesting, but industrial. Much larger than I thought. Andrew is not very well, so we may need to reconsider our plans to visit the doctor again before heading off into the wilds of the nullarbor.