Showing posts with label sheep. Show all posts
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Wednesday, July 6, 2016

The view from Mount Alma -- high country, and glacial rocks at Inman Valley

Mount Alma rises high above Inman Valley, South Australia ...
...and the views are superlative in any light. Samwise Gamjee would be right at home.
Evening light over the slopes of Mount Alma -- winter, 2016. And it's cold!
Mount Alma rises high over Inman Valley on South Australia's Fleurieu Peninsula, and the views from the top are superlative. Scotland, Ireland ... New Zealand and Middle Earth come to mind when you're gazing out over this countryside, especially in winter (when these images were captured), when it's green ... and cold, and windy!

In fact, Mount Alma is a cyclist's nightmare, which probably explains why so many of them ride it. Dave has ridden in a couple of times, and we'll link you from here to his cycling blog when he has the post up. But for the rest of us, it's an awesome drive in the comfort of a car. Preferably a big, powerful car! A roadside sign down at the bottom warns that this hill is not for buses, trucks and so forth. And they ain't kidding. The signage is plentiful, and it's emphatic. See below!

The road starts to rise away up Mount Alma ...
Drivers beware, and as for cyclists? Abandon hope. Unless your name is Nairo Qintana ... or Dave.
See what we mean about the signage? Pass this point on a bicycle, and it's all your own fault, right?
However you get to the top of Mount Alma --
Your reward is reaped in this kind of heaven. It's a photographer's paradise --
--so long as you remember your coat, hat, scarf, gloves, boots, thermals--
Watch out for Hobbits. There's got to be Hobbits around here. Stands to reason.
Evening light is starting to gather. Not long till sunset...
Sheep head down to the lower slopes. Perhaps they have a barn down there.
Sunset on Mount Alma...
A zoom shot into the very heart of the sunset. In fact, the hills are not really so dark. Yet.
Shadows are just starting to get long...
Not too much winter sun is left now, and when it's gone --
Just minutes later the headlights are on and it's twilight already.

Driving Mount Alma is actually very safe. The road is well marked and the local council keeps it in very good repair. We've done it in twilight, and it didn't seem to be dangerous at all.

There's also a rally event held here, one of those "time trial for sportscars" races, which explains the rubber left on the road in places. It's not local "petrol heads" at all.

Coming down from the top, the road just drops out from under you and the car really is in low gear to handle the gradient. The views on the way down are as awesome as those from the top, but you're thinking, "Hmm, better get down before it gets dark."

Having done Mount Alma at the end of the day, racing the setting sun to get photos before there just wasn't enough light, we decided to go back in the morning -- full daylight and blue skies. So here we are for "take two," a few weeks after the shots above.

It's winter -- July, 2016 -- and it might look bright and warm, but it's cold enough that after a while your bare ands don't want to move properly anymore. The pictures were worth it, though. Right now, I'm just going to shut up and let the gallery speak for itself! Here goes:













As you reach the foot of Mount Alma and run back into Inman Valley you start to see
"eccentric" granite boulders like these everywhere. How in the world did they get
into the middle of paddocks like this? They're the same kind of granite rocks you see
at Victor Harbour, and (!) Granite Island. And then --
Yes -- glaciation deposited these boulders here. And if you'd like to continue your drive through Inman Valley,
you'll see Glacier Rock itself...
To the uneducated eye it's not exactly spectacular, but geologists could get excited. Read on:
Glacial History and Inman Valley --
Selwyn's Rock ... Cambrian Kanmantoo Quartzite. Very cool. (Say that three times, fast after two double tequilas.)
Dave, your smiling tour guide, points out the formation itself...
It'd be easy to drive right past Glacier Rock, because the signage is rather circumspect, just a little thing pointing you off to the side of the road. Alas, there's no disabled access to the pool and rock at the bottom, and the stairs are steep enough to be a major challenge to anyone who's not in robust shape (see below). There's a little observation platform at the top, though, and the info boards are up there -- just beyond the cafe. Did someone say, cafe? As in, coffee? Or, perhaps, lunch?

(For picnickers, there's a picnic table just off the road at the village of Inman Valley, just a few kilometers away: look for the redbrick Memorial Hall ... good bathrooms, too, and curious local artwork.)

We did actually stop for coffee at the Rock View Cafe. And clean forgot to take pictures. The coffee was wonderful, and we'll return again another time and fill in the blanks. We've also done the picnic thing, availing ourselves of the little facility at the village of Inman Valley, and that was great too.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

All Posts in Order: Riverlands 2014, it's a wrap.

PS Captain Proud

Part One:
Take the Southeastern Freeway, headed for a lunch date on a real, genuine paddle wheel riverboat. Pelicans, water skiers, wide skies ... and some very good food!






Dawn at Blanchetown

Part Two:
Mannum, Len Kroehn's Lookout, houseboats and swamp hens in the wetlands at Blanchetown ... kookaburras in the pink of the dawn, and hit the road early.






Murray River at Morgan

Part Three:

Some truly spectacular erosion, a six-foot pelican, a drive on the ferry across the river ... bacon and eggs, white faced herons, and -- did we just run out of road?




Overland Corner Hotel

Part Four:
The richest farm country imaginable -- it's orchards and vineyards wherever you look; wetlands being rescued, and ... step back in time to 1859 at the Overland Corner, a hotel, in the wilderness!




Banrock Station

Part Five:
Lock gates, pelicans and egrets ... Banrock Station -- a world famous winery and ecology project. Lake Bonney, and Berri... 





The Big Ram, Karoonda

Part Six:
Shades of green at Loxton, wheat to the horizon in the Murray Mallee, the biggest sheep imaginable at Karoonda, and a sunset made to order on the Southeastern Freeway for home.  


Riverlands 2014, Part Six: wine by the truckload, the world's biggest sheep, and one amazing sunset

Loxton, on South Australia's Murray River, is a wine region producing an amazing volumes as well as
some really wonderful wines... 
Dave checks out the visitor information. As the sign says, "Welcome to Loxton" --!
Everywhere you look, it's tanks of wine ... and watch out for trucks crossing!
Wineries also frequently offer restaurants, cafes and accommodation ... makes it just too easy.
Now, if we could only remember which this one is! Pretty, at any rate.
But the time really had come to turn for home, point the Mitsubishi Magna called Lola toward Adelaide
and put the foot down. Heading west from Loxton on the Karoonda Highway, you run into wheat country...
...and the road is a rollercoaster. It was laid down on ancient dunes -- this whole area was once (in geological terms)
the bottom of the sea, and later a desert like the Sahara. The road shows that wave-pattern of dunes...
...as it takes you to (!) Karoonda, on its way from Berri to Murray Bridge. Now, those are grain silos.
Karoonda has quite a history -- perfectly readable here, if you view this image at large size --
-- and also, Karoonda boasts probably the biggest sheep in the world ... concrete, of course! He's HUGE --
known as "the Big Ram" for obvious reasons. It's a tribute to the Merino sheep which made this region prosperous.


Wall art depicts something of Karoonda's past -- neat. (Actually, this graces the west wall of
the public facilities! Neat bathrooms, too ... and halfway from Loxton to Murray bridge, very welcome!)
One of the enormous windlass sails -- these devices played a major part in opening up this country.
As the sign there says, "No wind, no water, no life." Very, very true.
Main street Karoonda ... and at this time on a Sunday evening, almost everything is closed. The pub's open...
Back on the road, we're headed almost due west into the the rapidly-lowering sun...
A beautiful evening, maybe half an hour east of Murray Bridge ...
shot from the side window, at 100kph, hence the movement-blur in the foreground.
Back in Murray Bridge at last, as evening begins to settle down over the hills...
Tail lights gleam in the twilight on the Southeastern Freeway. Headed for home: looks like it'll be a lovely sunset.
Sunset -- perfect conditions! Grab the camera. All these images were captured (by Jade ... Dave was
driving). We didn't even have to pull over. Check out those "god rays."




It's amazing what you can do in two days, if you make an early start and get home late. Looking back over this series of posts, we're astonished ... we packed in a lot. This last post covers just the final few hours as we finally turned for home -- in Loxton. We put the trusty Mitsubishi Magna on the Karoonda Highway to Murray Bridge, through the region known as "the Murray Mallee," and settled in for the long haul.

Halfway back to Murray Bridge you can take a welcome break in the rural town of Karoonda, which is not-quite-world-famous, but a most pleasant community ... with arguably the biggest concrete sheep in the world. "The Big Ram" is a masterpiece statue done as a tribute to the Merino sheep that made this region prosperous in the early 1950s. If you're interested, view the info panel, above, at full-size: it's perfectly readable. (Traveling around, one can be inundated with these pages of history, and Jade usually photographs them to read later. Sometimes there's the makings of a major novel in them -- like the story of the mines in Burra.)

The shadows were long and it was actually getting quite chilly as we left Karoonda with far to go. We knew we'd be getting home after dark, but there was one more treat in store: a thoroughly spectacular sunset, which was photographed from the road at 110kph -- Jade with the camera, Dave driving, obviously. Not too long after the last shot was captured, we pulled into our driveway, home again, home again, too tired to do the jigging part.

Apologies to all that it's taken so long to get these posts up. It's been an "interesting" year. These last episodes are being uploaded after the 2015 road trip -- in fact, as soon as the quick-list for this one is done, Jade will be starting on the next: lions and lakes, bison and barrages, fall colors and fur seals, and the place where photography meets art when the sun rises over Milang. It was a lot of fun, about one month ago at the time of this writing.
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