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Thursday Jun 13 #

7 AM

orienteering (WhyallaWetlands/TowerHill) 1:03:00 [3] 6.8 km (9:16 / km)
shoes: Asics Kayano 27

I'd obtained copies of Saltbush Orienteers' courses from their event which started at the wetlands in April, and noted that one control was quite close to the caravan park, so I commenced my version of the long course from there, and after going over the hill with the transmitter tower amended chosen route to detour past my favourite lookout (Flinders and Freycinet, showing the maps and placenames from each explorer's sojourn in the area).

Wednesday Jun 12 #

8 AM

running (Elliston Jetty) 32:00 [3]
shoes: Asics Nimbus 24 black/green

Elliston’s a funny place in that it’s not right on Waterloo Bay because of a dune ridge sheltering the town area located at the southern end of the bay, so the ocean is not visible from the main street whereas the grain silos a couple of km away line up perfectly with the jetty exactly halfway along the semicircular bay, which was shrouded in light fog this morning (apparently fog was much thicker at Ceduna).

So I jogged the walking trail along the highway behind the dunes, out-and-back 400m each way along the jetty (this was once a big wheat-handling port although it wasn’t easy for ships to get out through the heads into the rough West Coast ocean) then back along the white-sand beach to the caravan park where I hadn’t realised that we could have booked a dune-top cabin with views over the millpond-like bay towards the breakers rolling in from outside.
5 PM

running (Whyalla Jetty ) 30:00 [3]
shoes: Asics Nimbus 24 black/green

Today’s chosen route from Elliston to Whyalla was via Warramboo and Buckleboo, both having been train stations on the now-defunct Eyre Peninsula Railways along which my dad Jim had worked the steam trains in the 1950s, and both now still with large grain silos but little else and not even platform signage - partly because they didn’t have platforms even in the days of passenger rail (he says that the Faegol rail cars were more like buses with steps down).

From Kimba “halfway across Australia” I convinced Geoff to take the back road via Secret Rocks which he had never seen (I camped there with my parents in 2006, and we were thinking how nice it would be to camp amongst the native pines and granite rocks tonight, but changed that tune when rain came through). We reached Whyalla Foreshore caravan park in time for me to go and find the new circular jetty just as it was lighting up for the evening but before it was too dark to see three bottlenosed dolphins swimming underneath!

Tuesday Jun 11 #

8 AM

running (Port Lincoln ) 59:00 [3]
shoes: Asics Nimbus 24 black/green

Plodded around the marina and out to Billy Lights Point, where the coastal section of Parnkalla Trail with views across to the national park makes up for the suburban streets required to get there (I always seem to find some dead ends within the marina). Then we packed everything up to leave our lovely townhouse, grabbed Boston Bean coffee on the way to visit my uncle and his partner living right on the foreshore at Tulka (I can see why they never want to move into town although both are in their 90s) after which we decided to lunch at The Fresh Fish Place and I consumed an entire pot of steamed mussels, which is never a time-efficient process.

The afternoon’s route choice to Elliston included visiting relatives in the cemetery at North Shields, walking on Tumby Bay jetty since it’s now 90% reopened after much fixing, and driving between all the little salt lakes (there was once an orienteering map of these) near Kapinnie, after patronising Five Loaves bakery in Cummins. I was last in Elliston in June 2007 with my parents after another Broccoli Hill adventure, and I don’t think much has changed here since then. Because even the pub’s closed tonight, G & I walked up to the roadhouse to get takeaway dinner, and remarked upon the contrast between its extreme quietness plus the lack of traffic along the Fllinders Highway, and our equivalent location on this same Tuesday night a year ago…camped behind the Travellers’ Rest Roadhouse on the Stuart Highway at Marla when everyone was returning from the Finke Desert Race!

Monday Jun 10 #

10 AM

orienteering race (gurra yarda) 56:51 [2] 4.4 km (12:55 / km) +185m 10:41 / km
shoes: Inov8 OROC 270 blue/orange

Unsurprisingly, my legs had nothing today; I had wisely pre-empted this by entering a shorter course (also partly because I had offered to shadow my novice friend around the moderate course, which offer she politely declined but may now be regretting doing so). Anyway this was a middle distance style course in open granite paddocks on a steep hillside with lots of fence crossings. Basically, a lot like Moon Rocks, and I mostly jogged/walked in order to not aggravate a hot-spot on my heel from yesterday, before coming back and buying even more cake & biscuits from the Lincoln Orienteers’ stall while watching hopefully for my friend to return from the valley below…

After dropping B to the airport, G & I headed out to Sleaford Mere to my cousin’s farm ‘Westmere’ scene of so many childhood holidays while my grandma was still alive, and also the location of a rain gauge where the contents have been reported to BOM almost continuously since 1906 (so of course I sent a photo to Blair).

Sunday Jun 9 #

10 AM

orienteering race (SA Long Broccoli Hill) 1:21:19 [3] 7.0 km (11:37 / km)
shoes: Inov8 OROC 270 blue/orange

Now that Cantara’s no longer useable, this is probably the most technically difficult map in SA, and I have loved it ever since controlling the state champs here for its inaugural use in 2005. So I was very much looking forward today’s course with a stated goal of minimising navigational error and the unspoken goal of Blair beating me by a lesser value than he did last year in the Flinders Ranges (we agreed that he was unlikely to catch me the full 26 minutes on the start list). Both aims were achieved, and the only M45 who came through me was Greg Morcom who had started 12 minutes behind, and we overshot control 13 together but he worked it out and went back up the hill sooner than I did. So that was about a minute lost and my main other inefficiencies were on route choice through vs around the green - mostly thickets of mallee and with their precise boundaries lovingly mapped by David Winters who had also set today’s courses. Only once did I nearly do a 90-degree error over a ridge line into the wrong basin, but my index of suspicion for such an incidence was high and so I was smart enough to stand on the ridge and figure it out before descending.

It was great to have a 1:7500 map with every layered limestone outcrop clearly identifiable, but an extra degree of difficulty was added when control collecting (I volunteered because I genuinely couldn’t think of anything else I would rather be doing than spending more time on this map, and it gave patient Geoffrey a chance for some 4WDing) by being given a snippet of 1:10 000 with no control descriptions…I was especially keen to go to the derelict abandoned pine forest section in the north, but did womble around in there a bit as it became dimmer under the trees! Got back to Lincoln in time to scrub up for a pleasant sociable dinner at the Marina Hotel, but did not have the energy to go out looking for bioluminescent plankton afterwards.

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