Arriving in Port Augusta the 1st set of bad weather has passed, we tried to do the shopping but Woolworths had lost all their cold stock in the blackout and a lot of other things like batteries were panic bought. So only half the shopping was done, OK we can do the rest later. Off we went to do a 2 night stay in a very old SA town with a railway museum in Peterborough which we had planned. Town was not so interesting, caravan park was average, again no TV, OK that was normal for the Nullarbor and more bad weather forecast so plans changed again. We did the rail museum which was very interesting and the next day moved on in frightful winds to Broken Hill to sit out yet another storm.
Broken Hill graciously continued the cold weather and the wind for a couple of days until it all finally settled down after 3 days and some better weather was enjoyed. We love sitting outside under the caravan awning watching the world go by but we have had a run of 12 days where the awning could not be out due to the weather, hopefully now in the final week of the trip we will have a change of fortune.
Broken Hill was an interesting place. An ex mining town giving its name to BHP, mining is now not so much but the town still exists. Interestingly the town now boasts more art galleries than pubs, not a bad claim to fame. On the edge of town there are set of sculptures done by international and local sculptors. Beautiful works which can be enjoyed during the day and at sunset, delightful. 20kms out of Broken Hill is a town called Silverton, the initial place for mining out here in the west but the ore gave out as a major seam was discovered in Broken Hill and the majority of the town moved along with the buildings. The remaining buildings stand as testimony of the original town, slightly eerie but very interesting, the scenery around the town is also beautiful. It is well known for a few movies that have been filmed there, Mad Max II and Priscilla Queen of the Desert also had scenes filmed there.
During our stay in Broken Hill and also White Cliffs and Cobar we have been accompanied by Marco’s sister, Inge, from Sydney. She travelled with us but stayed in cabins and we enjoyed her company. After Broken Hill we headed off to White Cliffs and the wind stopped blowing and the temperatures stared rising to tee shorts and shorts weather. Now White Cliffs is an opal mining town so many people live underground in their mines and so did sister in an underground motel, guess what no views. Sister and Anne did an interesting underground mine tour not so the male of the species, he’s too chicken to go underground. Like all opal towns the surrounds are littered with shafts and holes so no one strays off marked roads and paths and mullock heaps are everywhere. It is on a very small scale compared with Lightening Ridge but still very good to see.
Cobar was next and last for the trio and we had a good look around, so many old very interesting buildings in these old town s and Cobar did not disappoint including an Open cut Gold Mine. After one night at Cobar sister left back for Sid Knee on the bus/train and we headed north on our way further home towards Bourke.
From here well its homeward bound.
Mum and Dad,
GM and GD
UM and AA
Anne and Marco