From here is was a quick drive along fast familiar highways to home and I began to think of yellow things … the canola just beginning to flower, the daffodils I expected to find in my garden and the winter wattles welcoming us home.
We were having a coffee at the bakery and I noticed a sign on a hotel saying it was a Cobb and Co coach stop. That got me wondering if there was a hidden Royal Hotel in the town. A quick google revealed not that hotel but this derelict one as the former Royal.
We stayed a few days at Tocumwall, delaying our inevitable return home.
Down by the river we found this mural and asked a young man who photographing the flood whether he was chasing Pokemon (the craze had just begun at the time) and he said no but his mother-in-law was up in the bushes stalking one.
The Latter Day Saints missionaries said they would prefer to talk to people than catching Pokemon but it turns out their phone wasn't capable of it anyway.
My phone only chases email and I was getting tired of the rigours or working travel.
From Castlemaine we explored Maldon. It's all old gold towns in this area. If you look carefully at the window below it says Royal Hotel … yay my first Royal for the trip, though just a Fergie (former Royal).
We took the historic railway between Goolwa and Victor Harbour where there is a horse drawn tram out along the causeway. This area has a nice feel about it, I think it would be buzzing in the summer time.
Sadly this is the turning point of our trip, we are now on our way back home but still lots more to see. I don't know what I expected to see in the Eyre Peninsular but I think was was surprised by the amount of green farmland.