The first leg: Esperance to Kalgoorlie. Length: 494km. Chinese food at the BP roadhouse in Norseman: hard to fault, given the location. We pulled into Kalgoorlie at about 8pm, expecting to easily get a patch of grass in some campground. Dead wrong. It seems that “at that hour”, as we were told by one manager, nobody wanted our money. That was, until we found one little gem that kindly opened their doors to our desperation. That’s where the kindness ended. You’d think we called to see if we could sleep in their bed. We were relegated to a patch of dirt covered in shade cloth, realized that we forgot to pack pillows, were awakened by 3 drunk men coming back from the pub at 2am, and lay awake for some time after that making sure they weren’t going to try and steal anything off the back of the ute. Needless to say we were happy to awaken the next morning and get the hell out of there.
Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on your opinion of Kal, these photos of the “Super Pit” gold mine were all we got as we ran around obtaining our last supplies (namely pillows) before the long trip on dirt.
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Coming up: a long day in the dirt, reptile spotting, and Frank is born.
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