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After our lovely break in Adelaide we double-backed to the Barossa valley, the most renown wine region of Australia. We thought it would be rude not to pay a visit to a vineyard (or twelve) for some wine-tasting on the way! Well someone has to do it… :p
After Barossa we headed east towards the beautiful Murray River – when disaster struck. No major cycling trip would be complete without a full scale wipe-out and we had one just before a town called Loxton. Nic’s rear wheel locked, which caused him to lose balance and plow into Sedef – bringing us both down on the gravel verge at 25 kph. Sedef managed a strategic soft landing, skidding along to a bumpy stop on her bottom – she was OK other than a bruise or two. Nic unfortunately fared worse entangled in his bike, and got a deep cut on his left knee, bleeding profusely. We managed to get to the camp site 5km away and dressed the wound. When it continued to bleed the next day we went to the local surgery for some professional medical attention – it was too late for stitches and just a matter of letting it heal over. There was no sign of infection thankfully.
We spent two days in the picturesque town of Loxton having a little break. We visited the rather impressive ‘historical village’ – a full replica of a town from the time of the early settlers, complete with bakers, bank, general store, school, blacksmith, saddler, doctor, dentist, and even a small train station!
