We had a very nice fried breakfast and Alan topped up his tank in Glendambo but I thought I had enough to reach Coober Pedy 250 kms away. Then followed a hard slog into a head wind for the next 3 hours. My shoulders were sore by the time we arrived because of the wind. There was literally nothing along the road just scrub. It was another Nullarbor Plain.
Coober Pedy surprised me when we arrived. I had expected a place like Kalgoorlie in WA but it was more like the wild west. There are still a lot of small prospectors digging for Opals so it hasn't the big mining company to invest in civic amenities I suppose. We were staying at the Opal Inn in the budget section which had very small rooms. There were many other Ulyssians staying here as well.
Coober Pedy the wild west comes to Australia |
We had time to see a few of the sights so we set off for an underground mine that explained how the town had developed since Opals were first discovered in 1914. We tagged onto a tour that showed us a typical underground house (to escape the heat and the cold) and then into an old hand dug mine. Our tour guide was from Sligo!
The final exhibit was an actual piece of Opal in the wall of the mine.
Two of Alan's colleagues from the Northern Beaches branch were in town (John and Rob) so we had a Chinese meal with them as they told us about the dire financial straights the Ulysses Club was in. They are losing money on everything they do and it needs to change according to John. (shades of Joe Hockey)
I was in Coober Pedy for Easter Sunday in 1987 and stayed in an underground hostel: it was beautifully cool, and I had the best night's sleep I'd had in a month there. It was the wild west then too . . .
ReplyDeleteKeep on truckin', uncles!!