
We crossed Willochra Creek which was rising. It is unnerving to see how fast these dry creek beds fill.

The dangers are obvious, as shown by Hugh Probies grave near Willochra Creek. He was the 3rd son of an Earl who came out to take up the lease on Kanaka Station. He was only 23 when he drowned in Willochra Creek while chasing stampeding cattle. His grieving sisters shipped out one and a half tons of granite for his memorial. This must have challenged the bullock team who hauled it from the ship to this remote location. He is probably better known now than if he had lived. Kanaka Station was later abandoned and is now in ruins.
We also passed Simmonstown, a classic boom town which never was, with an hotel and shops built and land sold by property speculators for the boom which would come when it became a stop on the Ghan railroad. Perfect, except that the train went 18km to the east of the town. This is the remains of the hotel.

We took a flight over Wilpena Pound, the Heysen Ranges and Chace Ranges, which is the only way to truly appreciate the spectacular geology.

The whole Flinders ranges was originally a 15km deep trench between two major tectonic plates, and when most of Australia was inundated by sea, sediment was laid down in the trench eventually forming layers of sedimentary rock. Then as the plates moved together the sedimentary layers were buckled and exposed to weathering.




It is best now as a National Park. Recent rains mean it is as green as many locals have ever seen it.