Departing Cowell, we headed 42km to the West, to Cleve. Just a tiny town, with one Main Street, they play the local radio station on speakers on each building. Of course, while in town, we had to visit the local bakery for morning tea. It’s the right thing to do to support these small towns.
In the centre of town, we met Bonney the Clydesdale, made by a local man using scrap metal. There is another one around town called Clyde! I’ve included the photo of the story about the Clydesdales.
Back to the coast and a quick visit to Arno Bay. A very welcoming sign, and plenty of ‘dogs’ on the streets. There is even a mangrove boardwalk here if you have the time.
Arriving in Tumby Bay, we checked into the caravan park, which is on the water’s edge. We took a walk along the beachfront, all the way back into town. They have a fishing jetty, but it wasn’t dog friendly, so we avoided that one. The weather wasn’t the greatest, and the rain came in the first night we arrived.
With showers on and off, we managed to get a few beach walks in while staying here. We mostly went for drives to explore the local area. There is a ‘lookout’, which is really just a ladder to a viewing platform, to take in the view of Tumby Bay. Ripley decided he wanted to join me, and started to climb up the ladder before Doug had to stop him. There was no way I was going to carry him down!
Tumby Bay has a 2200 square foot painted grain silo. It captures the summertime in a seaside town. Local building have also been recently treated to their own works of art, with 8 additional murals, which has now become an annual festival – Colour Tumby Street Art.
