There was a bit of fog over the water when the sun came up, which was a good sign for the rest of the day. I cooked up a bit of a Spanish eggs concoction, which was delicious, then we went for a walk along the river, visiting the historic wharf and spotting a shipwreck along the shore.
After lunch, we headed back over the river on the ferry to look at the conservation reserve that we wouldn't have been able to camp at. There were several campers there, including some large groups, and there were plenty of other areas to camp as well, but it didn't allow dogs. We also drove along some small villages that were populated with holiday shacks along the river, often with houseboats tied along side, and some of them, houses and houseboats, were very swish indeed. Only about 1.5 hours from Adelaide would make them very attractive weekenders, and we vowed to put these little places on our wish list once we win lotto.
We had just our third dinner away from "home" for the entire trip up at the pub, after checking in earlier to see if they would let us sit outside with the boys. It was a busy night, but our food came quickly, and it was really good pub grub - Paul had a chicken parmy and I had a chicken breast stuffed with brie and avocado, with a bearnaise sauce that was delicious.