Big driving day today, we wanted to get as close to Coober Pedy as we could. Started off a lovely day sunny but very cool. After we crossed into South Australia we spotted what looked to be cloud but was actually fog
I’m loving all the different colours it’s amazing, all we get at home is green so I'm not used to all these gorgeous creams, tinged with green and red. We passed through many a small town with not much more than a railway station, most were being restored, a pub and a servo. I love small towns and I love looking at old buildings so we ended up spending ages walking around Peterborough. It used to be a railway town, it’s a bit sad a lot of empty buildings and a lot up for sale, if you are looking for a change some of the properties for sale were an absolute bargain.
Peterborough is famous for Bob the Railway Dog now ironically I had never heard of Bob until a few months ago when I heard an interview about him on the 612ABC. It’s a rather delightful story. In Adelaide in 1883 Bob was rounded up with other stray dogs to be sent north to deal with the rabbit plague. William Seth Ferry saw Bob and offered the rabbiter money to buy him, the rabbiter refused, he would only do a swap, one dog for another. William went to Port Augusta found a stray dog at the Police Station, returned and made the swap.
William then transferred to Peterborough, during this time Bob would travel everywhere with his owner then he decided he could travel by himself. So Bob continued on his merry way and travelled widely to Melbourne, Sydney and Brisbane. At the completion of every trip he always followed the engineer home and was an important visitor. When back in Adelaide he always went for a feed at the Eagle Hotel and the girls always gave him the best. Every traveller knew Bob and the children adored him. Some drivers would put him off, and he knew them and never got on their engine.
Bob loved travelling on trains. and he loved the men that worked on them. When he heard the whistle of a train he was off! For a time he went missing, he was stolen by a sheep farmer. Unfortunately for him he had Bob herding sheep near a railway line. Bob heard the whistle of a train and ran to the engine where the crew recognized him and claimed him. The farmer was told that Bob was the property of the SAR and that he would be prosecuted for theft if he did not give him up. (from the time that William Ferry rescued him in Terowie the railway men had always kept his licence current) After this incident one of his friends, a commercial traveller, had a special collar made with the legendary inscription on it of “stop me not but let me jog for I am Bob the Drivers’ dog.
Give me an old fashioned main street with it’s mixture of shops over a shopping centre any day.
In this photo you can see the YMCA on the left, the Town Hall in the middle, and the original town hall at the end. The original town hall is now a private residence, would that be nice.
This is the court house which is attached to the Police Station. Below is the original printing office and bank.
The cute information centre, it was the warmest place in town. We spent most of the morning there and by late afternoon had arrived at Port Augusta. This was the first view we had of the Spencer Gulf it was breathtaking although the photos don’t do it justice.