PARDOO STATION
After leaving Barn Hill, we travelled
to another station – Pardoo Station. The road in to this one was a
well-graded sandy road with very few corrugations.
Pardoo campground has plenty of water,
so is beautifully-grassed and has several sets of 'donga-type'
ablution blocks made up of 12 separate ensuite bathrooms with
shower/toilet/basin. Very neat and clean and plenty for everyone.
There is a pool, a camp kitchen, a cafe, a restaurant and an outdoor
communal campfire. What a contrast to Barn Hill!
We stayed two nights and spent the day
in between driving all over the station and down to the numerous
fishing spots. We went down as the tide was approaching and watched
it come in towards us over about half a kilometre, rising more than
four metres, until there was enough water to fish in. We didn't catch
anything, but had a very enjoyable time walking the amazing beach,
which had masses of shells and pieces of coral littering the shore.
It is obvious that there is a very healthy coral reef offshore which
has been recently battered by a storm.
Unfortunately, we had to leave Pardoo,
which was a pity, as they were mustering on the day we left and we
would have liked to be there to see it.
The station is up for sale for a cool
$23 million, if you're interested.
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Red bluff beach, Pardoo Station. We watched the tide come in right to our feet. |
KARIJINI NATIONAL PARK
Into the Pilbara! Iron ore country.
It is awesome to see the hills topped
and banded with hard, dark red rock and areas of black where bits
have broken away and the surface not yet rusted. The rocks are in
plates, blocks, rectangular chunks. It is so inspiring to see an area
so old – 3.5 billion years old! So old, there are no fossils of any
living thing. It makes our lives seem so insignificant.
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Into the Pilbara - iron everywhere you look. |
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Hands off, Gina! |
After a long day's drive, stopping on
the way at Port Hedland for fuel and supplies (and Ian trying to sort
out the Telstra headache on the mobile phone in the carpark!), we
arrived at Karijini only to find that the park was full and we had to
stay in the 'overflow' until morning. As it turned out, it was
fortunate because it gave us a chance to fill up the water barrels
and to be at the head of the line next morning at the park entrance.
The deal here is to get in line and wait until someone leaves, then
go and pay, and a park volunteer then allocates you to a camping
spot. The volunteers do a wonderful job here – all were most
pleasant, helpful and welcoming. We managed to get the perfect spot
for us, with our annex facing north and the solar panels catching the
sun all day. This was a tryout for us and our power and water usage.
We booked for four nights, and for the first two we were very
conservative with our power usage. When we found that we had battery
power in abundance, we booked for another four nights and were even
able to watch an episode of Downton Abbey every night. That makes
nine nights using only solar power. We set up our 'ensuite' tent for
our loo and camping shower and were very cosy and self-sufficient.
Nights were chilly, but days warm and cloudless.
This was also a chance to try out our
cooking techniques with the DreamPot and the Weber. We made fruit
cakes, scones, bread (Yes – perfect!), pizza and a roast dinner.
Gourmet meals in the Pilbara. How lucky are we??
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Red dirt everywhere - and iron filings. |
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You wouldn't want to ride your motorbike flat out towards THAT!!! |
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View from hill above our campsite. The line above the trees is the gorge. |
Entry to the bottom is by rocky steps and some
serious clambering, but you are rewarded with spectacular rock faces,
swimming holes, waterfalls – all beautiful; all different.
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Fortescue Falls pool - Dales Gorge |
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Fern Pool - Dales Gorge |
Our
favourite was Kalamina Gorge, where we walked along the floor of the
chasm for nearly two hours, just revelling in the beauty of nature.
We didn't swim – the water was freezing!
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Circular pool. The swimmers had to rock climb down the perpendicular slope on the left to get there. Needless to say - we just looked from above! |
After our nine nights, we had run out
of water, gas, bread and milk (and I am NOT drinking UHT!!!) so we
headed off to Tom Price to stock up and washed the dust from
absolutely everything.
We spent four nights in Tom Price,
where we met up with Peter and Pam, who we keep meeting at nearly
every place we go, and we had our meals together every night. (We
particularly enjoyed going to the Rio Tinto workers 'mess' for
dinner. $25 each for a sumptuous buffet. It was more like a 4-star
restaurant!)
We went with Peter and Pam for a 4WD
trek up Mt Nameless (actually has had an aboriginal name for millenia
– Jarndrunmunha) 1128m high. Spectacular views from the top in all
directions, including a view of the Tom Price iron mine, busy loading
one of the 3 km long trains.
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Our new friends - Peter and Pam Stewart |
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Tom Price mine |
We still haven't run out of things to
talk about, so will be meeting up with Peter and Pam again at Exmouth
when we have all wandered around avoiding the school holidays. No
vacancies there until Monday.
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