I admit it. We were at a bit of a loss. We’d gone for a quick day trip to Adelaide, and then organized six weeks work on the Eyre Peninsula. So, we couldn’t follow through with our immediate plans of crossing the Nullabour over to Western Australia, and we had a month to fill in. What were we going to do for a month? A month near Adelaide, when we really aren’t that fond of capital cities.
The main point of our plan was to stay at Port Parham. It’s a free campsite, only 60 kilometers north of the Adelaide CBD. The campground is only a few meters from the, ah, seaweed. Depending on the time of day, it can be another few meters to the water, or maybe a kilometer. The tide there makes a huge difference.
Port Parham advertises itself as the crabbing capital of South Australia. While I don’t know about that, I do know that it’s good crabbing there. When we’d go out walking through the water, there would be quite a few crabs to dodge. Their claws just look nasty. It took two weeks, but finally Jarrad and six-year-old Lucy caught seven of them in one afternoon. Jarrad cooked them for dinner … and they were disgusting. It’s official – I do NOT like crab meat.
We visited the local Sports Club a few time for dinner, too. It had to be the cheapest dinner out that we’ve had for a family of six in God only knows how long. To make it better, at Halloween they even had a bob-for-apples.
Oh, and did I mention the sunsets? As the water was to the west, it meant we could watch the sun setting over the ocean.