Back to nature
To our south is Flinders Chase National Park and to our north private farmland. Forty per cent of Kangaroo Island remains in its natural state. There are no rabbits and no foxes, although wild cats are an issue. Thick roadside vegetation is full of native fauna and devoid of imported species. Being an island has preserved this place better than the mainland.
We reach the coast again at Western River Cove, descending a tight and twisting dirt road. There is camping, toilets and little else, except peace, quiet and beauty.
Then it’s another venture inland making relaxed progress through groves of eucalypts, in and out of valleys, over hilltops both bald and forested and past the occasional farmhouse. A local in a 4x4 heads the other way, acknowledging us in time-honoured KI fashion with a single index finger flicked up from the steering wheel.
And then there’s Snelling Beach. Its beauty is almost painful. If ever proof was needed that nature’s vision outdoes our own, this is it. We park among the rock formations at its eastern end and walk into the clear water. Paradise.
“The water is a lot warmer and safer on the north side of the island,” local sheep farmer Des Pratt tell us.
We’ve sadly left Snelling Beach and stopped for Des as he herds sheep across North Coast Road. He was born here, lived here all his life and would never dream of living anywhere else. Oh sure, he’s travelled the world, but this is home.
And what a home he has. His property sits either side of the North Coast Road and runs all the way into the sea.