WALLAROO SA
DAY 79
REST DAY
A well-earned rest day on a fresh and sunny Sunday.
Yorke Peninsula beckons and Wallaroo is a welcome starting point.
I am camped in the North Beach area – a long established shanty strip with prime Spencer Gulf frontage and not much else about until recently.
Up until about 5 years ago, I’d reckon no one else in the world knew (or cared) that Wallaroo even existed, except either those who live and work here or those who came to fish.
Something has changed.
Copper Cove has come to town and along with it cashed up retirees, big city burn-outs and other wealthy investors turning what was not previously more than a sand dune into multi-million dollar real estate, complete with man-made channels, private jetties and Yorke Peninsula’s first high-rise hotel.
It is either paradise or a fucking eyesore – depending on your outlook.
Big city prices are a big part of the deal and I can only imagine new residents are adopting safe and comfortable lifestyles here.
Or else, at only 2½ hours from Adelaide, all those overpaid executives are cruising by one weekend and buying up convenient paradise the next for whatever it takes.
I actually don’t mind it.
I can easily say this when I could never afford to live here, but there are easily worse places to be.
Wallaroo is beautiful little town and unlike everything on Eyre Peninsula, is not so far away from the rest of the world.
And there is also something about Norfolk Island Pines that make you feel like you’re permanently on vacation….
Having enjoyed my little rest day, I will also enjoy getting back on the road tomorrow.
I believe I will be heading towards Ardrossan, on the eastern shoreline of Gulf St Vincent and from here a series of short hops down the coast as far south as Edithburgh.
Completing a circuit of Yorke Peninsula is not a big ask, so am allowing not much more than10 days, even with a few stops along the way.
For now, no more predictions beyond this and let’s see what happens.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
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