After the very refreshing dip at Ewen’s Ponds, we headed back into Victoria (setting our clocks forward 30 minutes again) to our camp for the next two nights on the bank of the Glenelg River. We had booked a spot in the Lower Glenelg National Park at the Hutchessons Camp on the river where only 2 groups can camp, so we were crossing fingers that we would be the only ones there. When we arrived we were a bit disappointed to see a ute parked at the other site, but fortunately it turned out that they were just day tripping and had squatted at the camping area to do some fishing and they left later in the evening.
The spot was right on the river and I was able to put the boat in just below our spot and do a bit of exploring. It was great to be camped so close to such a large river and have views out both sides of the caravan and enjoy the sunsets and sunrises.
For the next 15km downstream from our campsite the river carves it’s way through limestone resulting in some nice cliffs along the banks, making for a very scenic trip. After that, the river briefly enters South Australia before re-entering Victoria just before the river mouth at the town of Nelson. We took the boat into the South Australian section where there are several fishing shacks along the river bank which make for some interesting photo subjects. Interestingly there were also shacks along the Victorian section too, but these were removed after the area was converted to a national park in 1969. We also spotted a bit of interesting art/graffiti in the form of a lizard painted very strikingly on one of the cliff-side overhangs – no idea of its source, but it did seem rather well executed.
Along the way we also stopped off at the Princess Margaret Rose Caves. These were discovered by a local farmer in the late 1930’s who one day decided to lower himself down an odd looking hole on his property. On discovering the caves, he decided to open a tourist attraction and wrote to Buckingham Palace asking if he could name the caves after George and Lizzie’s younger daughter and it seems they agreed.
We got a few nice bird shots along the river – including the odd looking Musk Duck, which swims mostly submerged and has a curious flap under its beak.
After packing up our riverside camp, we drove down to the river mouth near the town of Nelson. Along the way we had to briefly re-enter South Australia where we encountered this glorious interstate electricity interface: two power poles alongside each other joined by about 5m of cable. The one on the right, a charmingly ugly Stobie Pole with it’s more mundane Victorian counterpart on the left. I wonder which state funded the bits of cable in between the poles. This would have been a perplexing dilemma given that there are an odd number of conductors – hence no obvious way to split the costs. S
Can you see I’m married to an electrical engineer? M
It was a bit difficult to get to the Glenelg mouth, itself because the unusually high water had flooded the direct walk alongside the last 500m of the river, so we instead opted to do a nice 2km circuit walk near the mouth that took us alongside some of the estuarine scenery near the mouth.