Little Sahara

A few miles further west we came across Little Sahara. This is an area of spectacular white sand dunes surrounded by bush vegetation. Climbing over the first ridge you are confronted by a second, much higher, dune which, when scaled, does not reveal the coast as one would expect, but more dunes flanked by bushland. Continuing the Toasters run of good fortune, we came across a tour group complete with there bag of sand boards. The captain of course was the first to complete a stylish run to the bottom!!
Watching from a distance was the Toasters good luck charm Eddie the eagle.
Leaving nothing but foot prints and the trail of a red hot sand board run we headed further west to the Remarkable Rocks....

Onto Flinders Chase National Park, KI

From American River the crew had to be separated! Not by choice but through necessity. MC Mike my man and the Daizonator were not welcome at the Flinders Chase National Park, so they had to be shipped off for there first time, alone to a kennel. This was as hard for the skipper and the first lady as it was the hounds.
After an emotional departure the Toaster and what was left of the crew headed south west to Seal Bay. An uncomfortable silence hung over the Captain and his first Lady, similar to that experienced during the Steve Irwin Funeral.
At this time of year Seal Bay is a haven for mating seals. The Bulls (male seals) battling it out to find a female mate, the sounds not to dissimilar to that coming from the back of the Toaster. Not from the First Lady and the Captain but from Mike & the Dazionator!!!

After 19 freshly shucked KI oysters the skipper was ready to rock. The first lady fired him even further with her speciality, Thai beef red curry. Whilst the first lady was showering the captain thought he would set the scene, some lovely music and a glass of wine. On her return she was greeted with an empty bottle of wine ,the sent of booze and oysters and the sound of snoring. What a catch.......................

American River

American River provided not only very cheap accommodation (free) but also an opportunity to meet some very interesting locals. The crew's camp site was located on the shores of Pelican Lagoon, home to the islands oyster farmers. Early one morning while the skipper was walking the two hounds out of character he struck up a conversation with a gentleman at the pier. The bloke happened to be one of the local oyster farmers. He was generous enough to offer the captain not only a tour of his operations but also sample of his fine produce and a quick lesson on how to shuck them.

Pennington Bay

Next door was the Cape Willoughby lighthouse, a significant landmark on Kangaroo Island. We missed the 1pm and the 2 pm tours but felt we had learned enough from the information gathered from the boat on the trip over. There was a vote, majority ruled and the Toaster this time on autopilot was headed for a small fishing village, American River. There were many stops along the way(not all for a pee), generally to take in the spectacular scenery.

Cape Willoughby Kangaroo Island

After the harrowing journey across whats known to sailors as the Backstairs Passage, the first lady needed a wine. The captain steered the Toaster to the islands most easterly point Cape Willoughby, home to the much sought after Dudley wine's cellar door. The Toaster had its first real run on a true dirt road. After 30 ks on a heavily rutted and corrgaited track the Toaster was glowing leaving many more expensive motorhomes in its dust.

good bye mainland................ for the week at least

One of the Dazinators good friends

From Cape Jervis to Kangaroo Island

After a stunning drive from Victor Harbor to Cape Jervis the Toaster and crew were in need of food and drink. After watching the sun set over the water. The Toaster was given 80 litres of diesel from the caltex, the Dazinator snacked on anything she could find and the others had a couple of pots at the local. The Toaster was then docked for the night down by the pier, it wanted to be first in line for the big overseas trip. The crew was on there way to Kangaroo Island.

Kingston fishing

Well the first lady managed to find a couple of lost shots . Mind you the loss of the trip photos were not due to a computer failure rather the anal skipper trying to "clean up the computer". As you can see no fish yet.

Technical difficulties have been experienced

Due to a computer error there has been some vital photographic evidence lost, about 11 days to be precise. As a result we don't want you all to miss out on all the fun so we ask that you use your imagination and visualise the following....

• A photo of the Beachport pier one of the longest in SA, that Daisy decided to jump from the end and had to swim all the way back to shore.
• The historic Beachport hotels Monday night spinning wheel(a must do) resulting in many 50 cent pots.
  
• The skipper and his wife enjoying a couple of fresh crayfish from the small port of Carpenter Rocks.
• The skippers many attempts at fishing, well there were not any photos of fish..... Just him fishing
  
• Amazing photos of the Toaster watching the sunrise and set over the water at a place called the third ramp just out of Robe.
• The Toaster and crew posing in front of the incredible BIG LOBSTER in Kingston
• A shot of the captains arse taken from inside the Kingston pub just minutes after Melbourne's convincing defeat of the pies.
• The Toaster went on its first boat ride, across the mighty Murry River. At first we thought there was a deaf and dumb mute controlling the boat. By the end of the trip the crew of the toaster realised that it was not a boat at all, we were in fact being dragged across the river on a wire guided barge and the bloke pretending to steer the wire guided barge was not a deaf and dumb mute but the Wellington pies supporter club main man.........(the most missed photo of all lost)
  
• Breath taking postcard like photos of Victor Harbor
  
• Kellie performing stunts on the Toastie Bike (bike named by Chris Manix)
  
• The Skipper at the Tantanoola pub with a wolf like creature (ask Stu Mc)

The first night on the 9 inch latex

The crew decided to doc the Toaster at SA southern most coastal town Port MacDonald. After much deliberation the captian and the first lady agreed the Daizanotor and their right hand man Mike were allowed to seek refuge from the weather and sleep inside the mothership.

The Toaster finaly rolls out of the Rat......

As previously mentioned the Toaster and crew took a considerable time to get there shit together, but on the morning of Sunday the third of June 2007 the mission began. The crew of the Toaster, as many would know (Maureen) took the whole motor home thing a little to literally thus the pace was slow. The Toaster pilot was heard muttering something about "travelling with Emelda Marcos". There first destination was the boarder. Many wonderful places in Victoria were considered but the uncharted coast of S.A was chosen as the Toasters maiden voyage. First stop Mt Gambier............... The mount provided the team with a few groceries and the first of many Melbourne slabs. The temp was cold 9 degrees and therefore the site seening was limited to this photo of the famous Blue lakes.