This was the day of the wild storm which took out the entire grid for South Australia, and caused flooding and mayhem everywhere. I was very lucky. I set out in the morning from Port Augusta with a 12 centimetre crack in my windscreen. That gave me something to worry about. I had decided I would avoid driving through Adelaide (a good decision) and rather leave the main road near Port Pirie and drive through Clare, then work my way down towards the border. This meant going up and down hills, on some winding narrow roads with steep sides. I hoped that my way wouldn’t be barred by flooded roads, and was lucky in that respect. Also lucky my windscreen didn’t blow out. Power pylons crisscrossed the landscape in the early part of my journey, swaying in the wind. Lightning, thunder, hail and rain followed me through the hills, but abated as I got closer to the border. It was exhilarating. I got updates on the weather along the way. Lots of warnings.
I stopped at Bordertown, just inside the South Australian border. No power (in the whole state) so I had a cold shower and ate some of the tinned food I had with me. Bought a torch at the roadhouse. Went to bed and slept well!