Another week or two in Port Augusta

We have joined in to some of the activities in the Anglican hall.
Last Tuesday (and again this Tuesday) I played table tennis. I suffered with my knee aching for almost 24 hours last week, but no such after effects this week.
On Wednesday afternoon I enjoyed playing beetles, a game I hadn't played for years. Brandt busied himself clearing around the church grounds.


As we have travelled round we have noticed many many people have their pets with them. There have been birds and cats but mostly dogs. A week or so ago a couple came into the caravan park and they had two teacup poodles. These dogs are 14 years old and both are slightly deaf. The owners have set up a dog flap (in the wall of the slide-out), a ramp covered with artificial turf and a safe enclosure under the front of the fifth wheeler. They can go away knowing the dogs are contained and that they are safe.





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Filling in time

While in Port Augusta we were visited by three members of The Grey Nomads forum.
Brandt regularly made date scones and pikelets, which were shared amongst fellow campers. We even bought a can of instant whipped cream, made by Tatua dairy co-op Morrinsville NZ. We bought it specifically to go on the pikelets. Trouble was, the flies thought the jam knife was just for them.


Just like when you bring out the fly swat, the flies disappeared when I brought out the camera.

Brian and Cheryl paid us a second visit, having changed their minds as to the route they would take from the Flinders ranges to Broken Hill. This time we remembered to play Mexican Trains with them. Sadly I didn't win a game (sob, sob), but it was still fun.
A couple of days after they left for Broken Hill, we received this from Molly

Greyhound Races

Neither Brandt nor I had ever been to a greyhound race meet. The walk to the shops takes us past one such venue. The date of the next meet was September 28. As we were still here we decided we should go along and take a look (free admission also encouraged us).


While waiting for the second race (we missed the first one), I took photos of the starting cages from the front


and the back


The dogs are put into their allotted starting cage


And the "fox" is ready to be chased


And here they come








We found it an interesting exercise, staying to watch three races before going on to do a small amount of shopping
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