Monday, 26 August 2013

Day 28



Day 28 Dampier

Well another busy day done. It started as usual with Maureen up and about early taking photos. All around us are huge rock piles. It really looks like someone decided to shift rocks from one place to 
Sturt Peas
Kangaroo is he rocks
another and they have been bulldozed into piles. It is quite extraordinary in its shapes. There is not much flat ground around just piles of rocks, but there are a number of kangaroos in the piles. Maureen got a picture of one running off, you can see it on the bottom of the picture. There are also a heap of Sturt Peas out in flower, again see Maureen’s pictures.

Trains
On her morning walk, Maureen wanted to see the train track and hiked through the bush to find the line and see if she could see the terminal but gave up. There is a small island off the beach here and it looks like someone had a house there and grown date palms.

Once breakfast was done we planned out what we needed for our next few days at Millstream with food as well as water. I wanted to get a jerry can holder for a water container and some spare parts etc for the caravan such as mats and wine! Off we went for some retail therapy and chasing down the items we needed. Karratha is a great little town and now that we are a little used to it, quite easy to find your way around. It must be said it is the undisputed home of the Shark Cat boat, every second boat is a cat.


Sturt Pea clump
Once back and lunch done we went for a drive to Burrup Peninsula. It is huge. You see the pictures of the gas plant and you go yeah it’s big, but in person, it is huge! The plant goes for miles, or seems to. They have these huge tanks half buried below the ground, they look like if they exploded it would send rocks for miles, not suppress it, but I assume someone knows what they are doing. It is hard to look at the site and then across the road and try and imagine what the ground was like. On the one side there are these huge mounds of rock and on the other is this huge flat area with the gas plant on it. The earthworks must have been horrendous! Maureen took some pictures of the site but on her phone (left the camera in the van) and we are having trouble downloading them, you will have to wait for those. 

On the way home, we stopped at the Red Dog Statue for pictures and Maureen saw 3 ore trains at once, 2 loaded and 1 empty. On the bridge was another couple, obvious train tragics as they had tripods and binoculars and kept telling Maureen all these facts about the engines and who owned them and their history etc. 

Ship loading facilities
Next few days we will be in Millstream and off line, so this will be our last post for a while, until Friday. We are cleaning the van out to check items and clean the fridge and pack food, amazing that for such a small van and fridge, how much it takes to do it, everything has to be done right as there is no space to allow for it not to be done. 

We just got back from having tea - Roast Lamb, yum. We have had too much to drink, just about needed the wheelbarrow Rob, but it was done for technical reasons, not for enjoyment, we needed the cork from the bottle. Maureen had spent ages selecting the bottle of bubbly - does this one have a cork? Yes, you'll do. Back at Giralia, a couple there showed us how to keep the fly wire door from shutting back into the main door, you put a cork in the handle gap and it stops the fly wire door from latching shut. It had taken us ages to work out how to seperate the fly
Drinks for technical reasons, forcing ourselves
wire from the main door and a text from Karen Crook, to tell us how to do it, now we know how to stop it closing all the time, we just needed a cork, hence the bottle of bubbly and we knocked off in record time, just the 2 of us. We also met a lovely couple who are camping their way around, and he was fun to talk to. His dad was once ADC for the Queen back in the 50's, he also knew Pat Baker from the Maritime Museum, so great evening chatting. Definitely feeling effects of too many glasses so sorry for any mispellings or gramar.

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