Not the kind of Spring Break we were hoping for

Day 245 Flinders Ranges to Port WakefieldOur last day in the Flinders Ranges dawned bright and beautiful but it didnrsquot dawn quietly. The kookaburrarsquos were joined in their early morning cackle fest by the four young boys in the camp next door The hoards were starting to arrive and our blissfully quiet and tranquil time here was drawing to a close. With the birds the kids and the

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