As much as we liked Lake Hindmarsh, we decided we should head closer to home for our last night on-the-road.
During the week, I'd borrowed a number of low-cost camping and/or caravanning guides from our local libraries.
Nick and I sat in the shade of a huge gum tree with drinks in hand - cross-referencing the books in search of a suitable campground destination. Not all allowed dogs, including the two closest to our preferred travelling distance, so we made a decision to drive a little further than we had first expected.
After checking all was secure, we started heading in an easterly direction. We'd been travelling for about 40 minutes when I spotted this shingleback on the road and called for a halt. Fortunately Nick was able to stop in time, though it is trickier to do so with caravan in tow. In any case the shingleback was safely relocated to the other side of the road - after posing for photos and having a tick removed!