Up again for a 7:30 start. It is a shame we have to leave Morgan as it is a lovely place; however, we need to push on to Blanchtown. It is cool and cloudy and we feel a bit cool. This is great weather for paddling and wearing the life jacket that is a must in SA.
As we leave we pass the 319km sign. This must be the only odd number km sign on the river. We enjoy a slow paddle past holiday homes on each side of the river. We stop and talk to a couple of owners and they call these houses "shacks" as most are holiday homes. Many of these homes are worth more than our house. They also have the customary Malibu, or similar, parked outside.
We keep passing the string of "shacks" for 15km before they run out. After this the cliffs start again and continue to appear until Blanchtown.
As we get closer to Blanchtown the boat and jet ski traffic increases again. We enjoy a wash ride on a house boat for a while and Tony scores another beer whilst chatting to the driver.
We spot a beautiful boat on the side of the river and upon investigation find that it is the Kingfisher which belongs to Greg, a friend of Peter Thomas whom we will be using to cross lake Alexandrina. After a chat with Greg we head into Blanchtown to organise the caravan park.
Blanchtown is surrounded by large cliffs up and down the river. Once you get up on the hills you get a great view.
Greg brings the Kingfisher down to give us a ride. It puts all the Malibus to shame. The boat hull is an ocean racing yacht and it is powered by two diesel Volvo engines. A great ride. Greg drops us at Blanchtown for dinner at the hotel.
The Kingfisher.
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