With legs weary from the day’s climb to St Marys Peak, we headed down the road to Quorn for the night – and the closest thing we had seen to a supermarket in weeks. Quorn is a quant little colonialesque styled town centred around the historic train station, built in 1879 to service the shiny new Ghan railway line. It seems to be frozen in the era it was built, with many of the original sandstone buildings still in use. After a quick restock the next morning, we were on our way.
The main street. I was obviously enchanted with the place – this is a stock image.
At least the caravan park was quiet. Just what we needed to recover from the walk.