DAYS 110-112 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

17-19 June 2008

DAYS 110-112 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

WENTWORTH to JINDABYNE via Mildura, Hay, Wagga, Tumut

We are on the homeward stretch. Can’t believe the trip is nearly over. It was amazing to have no mobile phone range between Broken Hill and Wentworth even though we are travelling along a well sealed road. Every so often paddy melons lined the roadway. The Darling River is not what it used to be.

Since we last saw it several years ago, it has really changed for the worse.

The Murray River was also really down.

From Wentworth we continued onto Mildura where we stocked up on dried fruit. Soon we were back on the road that we went along when we started the trip back in early March. Familiar well known sights greeted us as we continued along the road.

We pulled up for the night at Cooey Point Reserve, between Hay and Narranderra, alongside the Murrumbidgee River.

Cows were grazing nearby. An unusually large hay stalk was across the road.


We enjoyed a beautiful sunset as we relaxed at the river’s edge.

In the morning a stunning daybreak greeted us.

Soon we were on our way admiring the view that we had so often taken for granted.



We enjoyed the views along the way but the weather was getting colder and colder. I shouldn’t have been surprised, as it is mid June, but it just felt so strange after so long in the warm weather of the west.


We smelt grass for the first time in along, long time after stopping at Adelong for lunch. Never thought I would appreciate let alone notice the smell of grass.


From Talbiingo it started to drizzle. So we continued along the wet Snowy Highway toward Kiandra.

A decision was made to spend our last camp night at Yarrangobilly Village before returning to Jindabyne the next day. It is not really a village anymore as only one abandoned building remains – Cotterill’s Cottage that was built in 1848. The area around here is now a designated camp spot in the National Park.

The Post Office was officially closed here in 1969 and everyone has moved on elsewhere. However it was a beautiful spot to camp near a creek.


It was a time for a campfire and a toast to our last night in the Oka for a while.

We woke to find a drizzly, overcast day ahead of us. We commented on how different this area was from the landscape in the west.

Soon the familiar rock formations around Cooma came into view. Yes we are definitely on our last stretch of the journey.

Finally we were greeted with the fabulous view of Lake Jindabyne. But what a shock – the water was very down.

Before we knew it we had returned as far as Jindabyne after a most fantastic journey to be met by our daughter’s family and the next day by our youngest son’s family. Not long after our oldest son and family came down to Jindabyne as well. It was great to see them all. We were also reunited with our faithful dog who he couldn’t get over the joy of having his master back again.

DAY 109 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

16 June 2008

DAY 109 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

BROKEN HILL towards WENTWORTH

This morning it wasn’t that cold. So off we went exploring in Broken Hill. Broken Hill has so much to share with others coming through. The question is how do you fit it all in and enjoy it without feeling you have over done it and are no longer able to absorb what you are seeing.

So we went off to see the ‘Images of Australia’ photographic gallery that presents the photographs and photo montages of Boris Hlavica. He’s captured some lovely scenes. The photo montages are very interesting. Then onto Eric McCormick’s Gallery to find it closed – how frustrating. Julie Hart’s gallery was of interest as her work is greatly influenced by her father. Her work has lot of similiarity to that of her father’s but the colours she uses have a different vibrancy. We dropped in to Dee’s Studio and then on to d’Art Domain. The work here was fabulous. He takes a theme to the enth degree by working with it on canvas, then lino prints and wood sculptures. His wood sculptures were fabulous. After lunch we went to ‘Photographic Recollections’ – an historical photo display of the history of Broken Hill. Well worth a visit. Whilst there we got an ‘urgent’ call. Our granddaughter who is 2½ insisted that her mother dial us ‘now’. She didn’t tell her mother the reason but as soon as she got us on the phone she got her message through to us nice and clear. She is getting fed up waiting for us as she wants to go skiing with her Bočius (grandfather) and he is not there yet. Her parents have even put up a chart to mark off how many sleeps before we get back. Today she demanded to talk to us and told me, and then my hubby, in no uncertain terms that we need to hurry up and get back. She had rung us the day before to ask when we were coming and I had told her’ in seven sleeps’. Seven sleeps must be along way away to her. It is nice to know we are being missed.

So after looking around the photo display we have continued on our way back east on the road to Wentworth. The scenery varied from flat plains with barely any scrub

to patches of water from the recent rains alongside the road

and some areas low trees.




We have camped at Anabranch Bridge Rest Area.

One last comment about Broken Hill – I wish they had street signs. So many of the streets had no signs. This was very frustrating whilst navigating around Broken Hill.

DAY 108 BROKEN HILL

15 June 2008



DAY 108 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

BROKEN HILL

This morning we devoted to Silverton. The so called ghost town that has graced film screens and commercials is about 25km from Broken Hill.

Our first stop was at Daydream Mine. It was a 6 kilometre detour to the mine and I got out of opening the two gates as the door latch on my door is playing up and needs replacing. So the driver had to do it instead.

This mine was operation in 1882 and everything was done by hand – no mechanisation of any sort was involved in mining here.

We went on a tour of the mine. The miners came here from Burra in South Australia and were short Cornish men so the mine was built to accommodate them not people of higher stature. We saw the ruins of their living quarters. Life must have been harsh as water was scarce, families were left behind in Burra and they worked 12 hour shifts in harsh conditions using candle light. The entry into the various levels of the mine was not easy. We went as far as level 3 of the mine - 30 metres underground. Apparently the adults earned about two pounds per week that is equivalent to about $2000 today. Children, as young as 8, were employed in the mine to sort out the rocks that contained the minerals. About 500 were employed here during its hey day. It is interesting to note that they made their helmets out of paper mache in those days. We had two miners currently working in mines on the tour with us. By comparison whilst the working conditions in the mines today are much better, they earn about the same amount, they still work 12 hour shifts, it is contract labour, accommodation is a problem as most live in dongers and have to leave their families behind.

We continued on through the picturesque country to Silverton itself. Silverton now consists of only a few buildings with very wide dusty streets.

The old goal building is now a museum that captures all facets of life of the settlers here. You could spend a whole day here and still miss things. Some memorable things on display included the silver egg serving tray, the beautifully carver child’s high chair

the contraption developed in the 1920s in Chicago to curl or straighten hair.

The list could go on and on. We wandered around the town visiting the various galleries and the pub that appears in films and commercials under different names. ‘A Town like Alice’, ‘Mad Max 2” are two films that were set here as well as the XXXX beer commercial.

There were some interesting visitors in town today as well.

We drove out to Mundi Mundi lookout. You get a fabulous view from here in many directions. You also really get the feel for the flat plains into the distance as well as the ranges to one side.



We continued on to Umberumberka Reservoir. We went there as we had been told by several local sources to go there as it is had water in it now. There seemed to be an inference from the comments made that it does not always hold water but we don’t know how true this is.

Eventually we made our way back to Broken Hill and stopped at Pro Hart’s gallery. Having experienced the mine tour I looked at some of his work with a totally different perspective as he had some strong feelings about his time in the mines that is portrayed in some of his work. I enjoyed seeing his work in the gallery setting. His four Rolls Royce’s were also parked outside.

Finally we headed for the Living Desert and the Sculpture Symposium. We didn’t have time to explore the Living Desert as it was getting quite late. Again, you cold easily spend a full day here.

We walked up the steep hill through rocky terrain to the sculptures.

“The Symposium is a necklace for a maiden – the maiden being the incredibly beautiful desert landscape around the mountain,” according to sculpture De Ahmad Al Ahmad. 53 tonnes of sandstone boulders were moved to the site. The sculptures had about six weeks to create their works. Each one has a story behind it. I liked the way they bended with the surrounds but at the same time I was disappointed that some of them appeared as if they lacked finishing off – completeness. Some were unfinished as for example Thomas Munkanome had to leave early due to an unfolding family tragedy and his ‘Thomasina’ is a testament to that part of his life.

The most striking sculpture was the frequently published one by Antonio Nava Tirado “Baja El Sol Jaguar’ (Under the Jaguar Sun).

The views surrounding the sculptures provide a beautiful context for the works.

The wallabies quietly observed us, the intruders, make our way down before hopping off. They really blended with their surroundings.

We walked back as the sun was setting and the rocks were beautifully lit up by the sun’s rays. It was certainly a day with lots to take in and not enough time to see and do it all.