17th April: left Arkaroola for Farina, stopping at Leigh Creek to pick up some provisions. The Foodland had a huge variety of bric-a-brac, and not much of the type of food I was looking for, but very surprisingly some vacuum-packed Flathead and King George Whiting which I bought.

We reached Farina, a town in its heyday in the late nineteenth century when it was a rail stop and wheat growing area. However, despite the name Farina, the wheat crops failed, being well north of the Goyder line. We set up camp then walked around some of the ruins of the town bathing in the light of the golden hour. There is a very active local historical preservation society which has provided the names and information about each building ruin and set up a delightful camp ground run on an honour system of paying, empty except for one other vehicle. In the tourist season they even make bread in the original underground bakery.

We enjoyed our King George Whiting for dinner.