Week Twelve . (Sunday 22 September until Sunday September 29 Continued)

Needless to say, we've been driving a long way across the bottom of Australia. From Eucla to Ceduna, we passed some of Southern Australia's most spectacular coastline, with sheer cliffs rising up from the Great Australia Bight. The distances are slowly taking their toll on us. We have been driving long days in the Kombi, battling some of the strongest cross winds we have encountered yet. Here is an example of the distances we have been driving: Day 2: 450km Day 3: 560km Day 4: 695km. Luckily, we both love driving and have been wrestling each other for the wheel since we left Sydney.

Crossing the Nullarbor is indeed a long and desolate adventure, but the petrol stops where considerably more frequent than that of the route through the top end to the Kimberley and Broome and Port Hedland. We approached the small township of Kimba, which for us marks the encroachment of civilisation and the return to heavier traffic roads, vigilant police patrol cars and more impolite and in-a-hurry drivers. We pass by the strange named township of Iron Knob and admire the spectacular drive in to Port Augusta.

After nearly a week of driving distances 300km + a day, we arrive in Port Augusta to incredible petrol prices of 94.9c per litre for Super/LRP. Wow. much cheaper than $1.30 on the Nullarbor. We spend the night just out of town near Pichi Richi Pass and early the next morning, we decide to drive for a couple of hours down to the outskirts of Adelaide. We pull over near the infamous Snowtown into a corn field and catch a few more hours of sleep. Along side rabbits, kangaroos and a dirt cross roads.

We arrive in Adelaide, to get a small taste of civilisation and coffee in Rundle street and possibly meet up with Adam of Virtual Artists.I do some work at Calvery Private hospital fixing some urodynamics equipment (i'm service contractor for my fathers company these days). We are in dire straits now, as our finances have reached absolute zero and we'll be lucky if we make Melbourne with our last $30 allocated for petrol. We are living off lentils, potatoes, water. well, it's not that bad, but i could be... In a fluster at an Internet Cafe, i accidentally pay off my Credit Card monthly payment and deplete our remaining cash. "oooooh noooo, what have i done!"

We leave Adelaide late that night, just as the loons were starting to hit the footpaths and dark alleys. Strange nightlife in that city. We head on down the HWY to Tailem Bends with the hope of finding a night stop over off the road. We find one, just off the old Princes HWY route and fall fast alseep.

Our next day of travel takes us down along the Coorong Peninsula and onwards to Victoria, which will be our 5th and final state of our now epic, 22500km voyage around the largest island in the world. The landscape changes to a distinctly European atmosphere of rolling hills, valleys and interlocking spurs of green pastures, mountain dwelling sheeps, finely groomed patch work cows and misty rain and overcast skys. We pass old growth pine forest plantations before arriving in Mount Gambier. The weather is now torrential rain, bitterly cold winds and beautiful winter skys, even though it is springtime.

We make the beginning of the Great Ocean Road and stay the night in a stormy coastal retreat called Childers Cove, and fall alseep to the howling wind, pouring rain and the shaking of our kombi to the gail forces of the Southern Ocean. Next morning, we sit out the weather before exploring the coastal route to Melbourne. Along the way we discover the most spectacular coastline of eroded limestone pillars and sheer cliffs, and visit the famous landmark places like the Grotto, London Bridge and the Twelve Apostles. That night we stay sheltered from the elements in a beautiful valley on the old Ocean Road route.

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