Peterborough and Kimba

The next morning before leaving Peterborough we paid another visit to the wonderful Motorcycle Museum.
The quality of the restoration work done on these bikes is amazing, the man is a genius. He's also very, very patient - he received one exhibit in bits, in boxes and it took him 15 years to get all the bits together, searching 5 years for the correct exhaust! All of the bikes are a real credit to him.

We left town and drove on to Orroroo and Wilmington before taking Horrocks Pass down onto the plains and into Port Augusta.

 We had a quick shop stop in town and then headed west. We went back west the way we had come, deciding to head home directly across the top of the Eyre Peninsula rather than visit some towns down on the Peninsula.

Our night stop was in Kimba, again. This time we arrived quite early in the afternoon and the weather was mild so we ignored the caravan park and went to one of the three free overnight stops provided by the town. Donations welcome.  We stayed at the recreation grounds, were there are well maintained, clean toilets and hot showers for $1 (that gives 2minutes of hot water).

A lot of country towns have 'silo art' as a feature and Kimba is no exception. Their painting is one of the best, it covers the whole of the side of the silo towers, not just one or two towers.
I should have made the effort to walk down into town and take a photo at sunset last night, the light would have been perfect but the morning photo had to do.

Then we were back on the road west. We drove on back to Ceduna and back to Norm and Bobbi's back yard. We had promised to take them out to dinner when we came back and tonight was a good night to do that because it was Norm's birthday.We had a very nice meal at the Foreshore Hotel.
The hotel is 'community' owned and operated, it's one of the biggest employers in town and is a very efficient operation. A credit to all.

The next morning we were tempted to stay longer but had promised ourselves to  press on westward.
We drove out of town, through Penong, Nundroo and Nullarbor. The weather was glorious. Since that day in Broken Hill it has been beautiful, maxima only around 28 degrees. It was a mild evening so we found a lovely rest area, with shade and screening from the road and enjoyed a night under the stars - only one other camper around.