Lincoln’s Soft Adventure
Story and Photography by PAMELA and GORDON MAY |
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With sea eagles overhead, kangaroos in the mallee and emus on the plain, Lincoln National Park in South Australia supplies all the action... you need only sit back and watch. Lincoln National Park, at the tip of the Eyre Peninsula in South Australia, offers gentle adventure for visitors keen to expend a little personal energy.
Proclaimed in 1941, Lincoln National Park protects a 29,000 ha peninsula of quiet coves, sweeping beaches, limestone cliffs, pristine woodlands, granite outcrops and massive sand dunes. These diverse habitats nurture a flurry of bird species from migratory seabirds to resident rock parrots and western whip birds. Emus and kangaroos share grazing rights on the plains. Easy accessibility is a bonus. Only 20km from Port Lincoln, the park is a
feasible day trip destination. Although Memory Cove Wilderness Area (in
the south) is four-wheel drive country, the rest of the park is serviced
by good gravel roads suitable for two-wheel-drive vehicles towing
caravans. Our own 2WD motorhome travelled well, even on side tracks. “Accessibility” carries through to accommodation options. Restored,
century-old Donington Cottage offers fully furnished comfort for up to six
people. Campers have a choice of 12 camping areas (seven bush camps, five
campgrounds) strategically placed to cater for different interests. For instance, a bush camp 10km into the park is handy to prolific razor
fish grounds. We were introduced to this seafood delicacy by a lady using
an odd contraption to tug large shells from ankle-deep water. She
explained she was “pulling razor fish”. Her husband split a shell to
extract a muscle similar to a scallop. With tuition, we were soon pulling
our own razor fish (by hand) for a delicious seafood stir-fry. At Woodcutters Beach camp, we reached for our bathers. The water was so
clear we could see our toes in chest-deep water. While we then lazed in
the sparkling shallows, stilts patrolled the beach and an osprey circled
above. We were lured from this idyll only by our desire to climb historic Stamford
Hill. A well-graded 1.1km (return) track puts Stamford Hill lookout within reach
of most visitors. A hilltop monument commemorates Matthew Flinders’
climb to the crest, in 1802, to scan the surrounds for possible sources of
fresh water. Relics of more recent history are evident throughout the
park. Antique farm machinery, stone-pitched water tanks and scattered clearings
bear mute testimony to early settlers’ failed dreams. In 1875 the first
grain crop was harvested at Cape Donington. Grazing, woodcutting and guano
mining industries followed. However, guano mining ceased to be viable and
chronic water shortages caused the eventual demise of farming. William Argent built Donington Cottage in 1899 and earned a living by
cutting fence post timber and tending a nearby lighthouse. The Cape
Donington property was finally abandoned in the 1940s and added to Lincoln
National Park 30 years later.
Certainly the fish that mocked our lines at Fishermans Point remained
“untouched”! Other anglers pulled in whiting, gar and squid. We pulled
in hooks neatly stripped of bait. Regular shouts of fishing triumph from a
nearby boat underlined our singular (and plural) lack of success. The
beauty of beach boulders splashed with yellow, green and fluorescent
orange algae eased our fishing disappointments a little. Not much, just a
little. Well-shaded September Beach campground was our next base. Like Surfleet
Cove, Fishermans Point, Taylors Landing and Memory Cove Wilderness Area
camps, September Beach has tank water and pit toilets. It is also a
convenient base for trips to Spalding Cove swimming beaches, Cape
Donington and MacLaren Point fishing spots and Taylors Landing boat ramp. Suffering a temporary loss of fishing enthusiasm, we headed for Taylors
Landing – reputedly a top beachcombing venue. We were not disappointed.
Our fossicking“treasures” included an intact sea dragon skeleton, two
squid jiggers, a tooth that just might possibly have been a sea lion’s
incisor, hooks and weights on tangled lines, plus several sand-polished
abalone shells. Taylors Landing is on the north-east edge of Memory Cove Wilderness Area,
serious 4WD country and therefore beyond our reach. By all accounts it is
an area of rugged scenery, rare flora and abundant wildlife. An entry
limit of 15 vehicles per day preserves the tranquillity of Memory Cove. But let’s return to 2WD territory. On our last day we debated the worth
of detouring 20km (return) to Wanna in the south-west of Lincoln. So glad
we decided to have “a quick look”. Wanna is a stretch of magnificently carved coastline, washed by electric blue Southern Ocean waters. Rough-hewn sea stacks sit barely offshore. The massive Sleaford-Wanna dunal system forms a tawny coastal fringe to the north-west of Wanna.
It was a splendid finale to our first Lincoln National Park holiday. Our “first” Lincoln National Park holiday? Yep… we are already anticipating a return visit.
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