Kangaroo Island to Victor Harbor 18^th December 2014

Kingscote to Victor Harbor

We spent a couple of hours in Kingscote before heading to the ferry in Penneshaw.  

Over the hill and far away!

The ferry was just coming into the harbour as we headed down the hill into Penneshaw. 

Ferry arriving in Penneshaw

Again the closeness of the packed cars on the ferry was impressive with a couple of cars behind us parked to within 4” (100mm)!

Sealink parking!

The Range Road across the Fleurieu Peninsula from Cape Jervis to Victor Harbor had more interesting and varied landscape than Kangaroo Island with rolling hills and arable land and is probably one of the most attractive places in Australia that we have so far found.  New England in NSW is not far behind and much less populated.

As we headed down into Victor Harbor, with the sun shining, one got the impression of a town with money and smart properties and clearly an up market holiday venue. 

Victor Harbor and Granite Island

Mike even has his own street!

Cutter Court

Off the coast lies Granite Island serviced by a causeway along which a carriage is pulled on tracks by a horse.  We saw the horses resting in their compound but it was too late to see any action.  Just opposite our hotel a seriously fought bowls match was underway with what looked like a high percentage of the men folk of the town, sporting their individual club colours with hardly a woman in sight.

After unpacking we walked into the centre of the town to the Victor Hotel. My Uncle had recommended the carvery and it was certainly a good meal and well-priced.  Mike tried a shiraz from the McClaren Vale wineries just up towards Adelaide but wasn’t overly impressed, otherwise would have noted the specific winery.  

One thing we have noted in Australia is the number of hotels combining bars, restaurants and gaming halls, like a miniature Las Vegas, with always plenty of folks on the one armed bandits.  In Victor Harbor we spotted 3 such hotels and there may have been more.

After dinner we took a stroll down the road away from the town and spotted a number of croquet lawns, a rare sight in the UK. 

At the end of the day we reflected on the fact that we had seen more wild kangaroos on Wirrina Cove golf course by a single green than we had seen on the whole of Kangaroo Island.  (A case for the trades description act?)