I Willunga Stand

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10 min readJan 18, 2024

Day: 349

Towns / Cities Visited: 246

Countries Visited: 31

Steps Taken Today: 27,228

Steps Taken Around the World: 5,503,877

I woke with a start to the sound of the wind flapping the canvas of the tent and realised in that moment that I might be dealing with some lingering wind-based trauma. The panic pounded in my chest until I finally realised that the tent wasn’t breaking around me and the breeze was moderate at best. Still, it was barely daybreak, and I could manage little more than dozing until I finally gave in and clambered out of bed. After all, we had a pretty hectic day of adventuring on the cards, especially since we’d added half of the previous day’s agenda to it.

Starting out with something easy, we headed off to Blanche Point and its lookout over Port Willunga Beach. Wandering down the ramp from the clifftop carpark, we allowed our senses to come into focus with a casual stroll along the beach. The breeze at our back egged us on, and we watched as the sand caught on its stream and danced off into the distance. It was peaceful and calm, and before we knew it, we’d wandered further than expected, turning back as we acknowledged our legs would need their strength for the rest of the day.

Just down the road, we pulled into another carpark to visit a second site on this sweeping stretch of beach: the old jetty pylons. Making our way down to the shore, we took some time to snap a few pictures of the slowly deteriorating beams that once supported the jetty here. There was something almost dystopic about their appearance, and I found a strange sense of comfort in looking at them, as though I were looking at how the world would be once we have died out as a species. Behind us, carved into the cliff face sat a series of square holes which…

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On my dream trip to travel the world, taste its foods, see its wonders, and meet all the strange and beautiful people who reside here.