Farmsitting on the magnificent Kangaroo Island

We spent 11 days, starting from November 5, minding Linda's property in Bomb Alley.  She had 2 dogs - a rotweiller and a great dane (pic above), 2 cats, 3 horses and about 15 sheep.  She lived in a caravan & shed and kindly gave us the use of her yellow toyota ute for the duration.
It was zippy as hell and we covered much of the island in it, Indigo smiling in the back and Fuggles happily asleep in the front. 
On the night we arrived, we met some of Linda's friends and their Helpxers at a welcome home party for Tina, his fiancee, at Bill's place. 
We were enchanted by the island and it's pristine beaches, natural wonders and hidden fishing spots.  Cape Borda with it's lighthouse and fur seals playing in the rockpools below was magnificent and Flinders Chase and the Remarkable Rock was just that. 
The cutest walk to a beach through a tunnel of caves was at Stokes Beach and a highlight for me was the Rare Breeds Farm nearby. It had minature asian cows which I loved (pic below) , highland cattle, curly coat sheep which were breed for carpets and native pigs.  We also stopped in at Emu Bay (fishing with no luck from the jetty) and the Lavender Farm (which turns out is owned by the nephew of my friend Wendy Buick who was born on the island.

On the Sunday, we went nearby to the Parndana Agricultural Show and re-met Tony from Bill's party, and he envited us to come and have a look at his place at American River.  100 acres on top of a hill with dappled horses (like the American Indian's rode in cowboy movies) and a lovely kelpie x dog.  We said we would come back before we left the island for one of his weekly Wednesday night jams with his band.  Tony steered us towards the best beach I have ever seen, Pennington Bay with massive cliffs and turquoise water.  We checked out American River, a fishing village down the road.  Old fishing shacks and camping on the river front...we would definately come back here before we went.
On the way to the best fishing spot one day, we stopped at an old Wisanger school house and had a look inside at the memorabilia.  Then we found Cape Cassini, down a rough, rocky road and through an old farm, complete with stone house and sheep sheds.  We came back the next day and Danny caught some parrot fish in a deep hole. 
When the tank water ran out at Linda's Place, we went to Brownlow Beach caravan park for the night to refill our tanks.  It was a nice, grassy site and we came across these "2" Kombis side by side.  Then we looked closely at the blue one...
A couple of days were spent in the biggest town, Kingscote, doing washing and internet at the friendly libary. 

We went for the lovely Timber Walk through a fairy glen to wetlands with a myriad of bird life, including black swans.  Every place was so unspoilt, with no rubbish and an end of the earth sort of feel. 
We also went to Penneshaw, where the ferry dropped us off and checked out Antechamber Bay with a gorgeous grove of trees and river fishing.  Again no luck, but a beat spot.  Danny was beginning to think would he ever catch a fish on this island?  Oh, I forgot to mention that I had the potential for sea-sickness on the ferry on the way over with high winds and big waves.  But I went outside on the deck, took lots of deep breaths and got through it.  Phew.

Linda came back on the Friday and I popped in to her partner, Henk's place at Brownlow for a look at his boat, a lovely older style cat.  What an amazing stay and all the animals had played nicely together.  Well, Fuggles wanted to take on the great dane, so we did some separtion playtime which worded well. 
We were sad to give up the yellow ute, but it was time on the Saturday to do some camping.  We had decided to stay an extra few days, so
Hello American River!