This
morning (Sunday January 12) we were already up at 5:00, not because the bed wasn’t comfortable, but
because we’re still suffering from a bit of jetlag from the flights and the alarm was going off before 6:00 anyway.
Sleeping
on a moving train is a lot like trying to sleep on a plane in the midst of some
minor turbulence. There’s a lot of jerky and bumpy motion going on most of the
time. Instead of the monotonous whine of the airplane engines, there is a
constant background noise of the wheels on the rails, and every so often a big
‘Whoosh’ when we passed another train. It also seemed as though we were moving
really fast; I’ll have to ask somebody about the overnight speed. Editor's Note: We did, and it seems that the maximum speed for the train is about 110 km/hour.
The
hardest thing about getting up this morning was getting around. Some things,
like our toiletries bag, are too big to keep in the bathroom (which is very
small but still has a shower stall!), and we’ve had to be creative in storing
our clothes. There are a couple of half-height closet compartments which are
too short for Larry’s shirts, but as I didn’t need to hang anything up, we’re
using my side for our computers and other small items. Getting to the safe is fun,
too. It is at floor level beside the bed, so in night configuration I’m the
only one of us who can reach it! There really is quite a bit of storage space,
but only for small things.
There are
windows on each side of the room – one directly to outside and the other on the
passageway so we could see through the window on the other side of the train. Here's a view of the passageway. As you can see, it is impossible for two people to pass each other unless they are both very, very skinny and stand sideways! There are mirrors at the end of each carriage so you can see if anyone is coming before you start down the hall.
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At the end of each car there's a tiny pantry so you can make your own coffee or tea if there's no service in the lounge. There are also biscuits and fruit handy if you get peckish. |
We did
manage to get up and dressed and ready, and headed to the lounge assembly
point. We were first in, but were followed closely by the rest of car L and M.
With 5 compartments per Platinum Class car and two cars per lounge, we have a
total of 20 people using our dining car.
Now this
is where a train journey starts to remind us of a cruise. Tour buses are
assigned to take us on the tour we had pre-booked. So we check in with one of
our train staffers at the bus to make sure we’re in the right place and
accounted for. The only difference is that it takes longer. Most stations
aren’t long enough to fit the whole train, so once each section has offloaded,
the train moves up to bring the next section up to the platform. So we had to
wait until everyone was off the train and into the right buses before we left.
We had
chosen the ‘Curious Kalgoorlie’ excursion, which would take us to a couple of
places, one to a local artisan and ‘recycler’ and the other to learn something
of the history. But we found ourselves also visiting the largest gold mine in
the world. Journey Beyond had made some changes to the itinerary and had the
train coming to Kalgoorlie in the morning rather than the late evening.
Apparently they used to visit the Super Pit Mine at night when you couldn’t see
anything!
Kalgoorlie
is the epicentre of gold mining in Australia. There have been mines in the area
since the late 1800s, and they are still among the most prolific in the world.
The Super Pit was created by one fellow who bought up all of the mines within a
small region and joined them all into one huge one.
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At the current visitor overlook. This will all disappear sometime soon when the mine is expanded. |
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The size and depth of this mine is incomprehensible. Each one of those little shelves is 50 metres lower than the previous one. |
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A very large truck that looks very tiny! If only we could have found a person to really show scale. But then we probably wouldn't have been able to see him! |
This mine
is 3.5 km long, 1.5 km wide, and currently over 800 metres deep. There are
expansion plans in place which will extend it substantially. This mine
currently produces around 1 million ounces of gold per year, using some really
interesting technologies for determining exactly where the gold is so they
don’t waste effort on processing plain rock. Our bus driver/guide Wes explained the
process for extraction, which requires crushing the rock that holds the gold
into a powder and putting it through a chemical bath which results in the gold
adhering to charged steel wool-like pads. It is very, very unusual to find gold
nuggets in mines like Super Pit, but the technologies they use for locating the
seams and producing the gold make open pit mining like this a viable industry.
One of the ‘golden’ tidbits Wes told us is that gold can actually be traced to
exactly where it was mined. It may be something about the purity or perhaps the
specifics of the impurities that allows the precise – within a 4 foot radius –
determination of the source area. So if anyone is tempted to steal gold from his neighbour, he can be easily found out.
It was
hard to get photos that portray the actual scale of the pit. The dump trucks
hauling the ore are carrying 60 tons at a time, but they look like tiny Tonka
trucks. In reality, a person standing beside one wouldn’t even reach the top of
the tires! There aren’t even many normal sized pickup trucks driving around,
and I definitely didn’t see any people. The mine is just huge – big enough to
be seen from space.
After the
Super Pit, we went to visit the workshop of Chunky Timbers Co. The gentleman
who owns this interesting recycling shop, as Wes called it, takes steel and
other cast-off material from mining and various wood offcuts and fallen trees and makes amazing items from them.
He explained that something like 40 of the hardest and densest wood types, also the most termite-resistant, in
the world live in the Western Australian Woodland. He gets these from various
sources, cuts them and fashions them into wooden boards, coasters, tables,
anything he sees in the wood.
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Chunky Timbers Co. yard. Apparently this dinosaur was once driven around Kalgoorlie during a fundraiser and came back with a hat and some other decorations, but raised a few thousand dollars in the process |
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Kim, AKA Chunky as he described how he takes a piece of wood, finds some pattern or shape in it and creates a piece of usable art |
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He soaks his products in oil for an extended period to keep them from drying out and give them a lovely sheen - it also helps ensure there is no infestation |
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Some of the pieces - serving plates and cutting boards - he took out of the oil bath to show us. Gorgeous! |
Chunky also uses some small leftover pieces of wood to make 'Nullarbor Beads'. He cuts them into various shapes, drills a hole and then tumbles them in oil. They can be used to make bead necklaces, bracelets, wall hangings, and even what he calls 'Nullarbor Buddies'. He gave each of us a small bag with enough beads and leather string to make our own Buddy. He has the instructions on his social media so we will have to check it out. You can't get much more of a unique souvenir than this.
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Another piece. This one is made of the wooden beads suspended in resin and cut into slices. If only we had enough room in our suitcase! |
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Larry even made friends with one of Chunky's dogs! |
His stuff
is so gorgeous that we would have been tempted to buy something, except that
even the smallest cheese board is very heavy and we would have to be able to
guarantee that it had been treated to ensure that it was not infested with any
bugs.
After that
short visit, Wes drove us to Boulder, a neighbouring town which is now
municipally attached to Kalgoorlie. The Town Hall dates back to 1903 and is a
beautiful building, and many of the facades of the other buildings down the
main street are being restored to bring the area back to its original look.
Being early Sunday morning, nothing was open for shopping but I was content
with taking photos of some of the more interesting buildings.
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Inside the Boulder Town Hall. Many of the furnishings are still the originals! |
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From the 'dress circle' where members of the public could watch the council proceedings |
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The outside of the Town Hall |
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The Grand Hotel across the street. Almost reminds you of something out of the Wild West! But then again, it really WAS the wild west. |
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A lovely restored building across the street. This is also a hotel |
After our
half hour in Boulder Wes drove us to a rail siding where the train had arrived
to pick us up. Again, we boarded in sections and the train moved forward to
bring the sections to the access stairs.
Once we were all back on board, having done all of the above before 9 a.m.(!!), brunch was served. Again, absolutely delicious and plenty to fill us up! And outside the windows were the beginnings of the desolate Outback.
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On the bus out to our train pickup point, some of the areas around the Super Pit |
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The Super Pit mine from a distance. The terraces are all made from discarded rock and are set up like that to allow planes to descend properly toward the local airport. They aren't allowed to fly right over the open pit itself. |
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Some of the vegetation at our pickup point outside of town. |
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The view from the window during brunch service |
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Every menu came with a lovely pen and watercolour cover describing some local produce
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For brunch I had the full breakfast, which in this case was pieces of ham steak, a fried egg on sourdough toast and a grilled tomato. Larry went for the 'BLT' - which should have been more aptly called a 'Poor Man's Benedict'. Two (and one would have been plenty, even for him) fried eggs on top of back bacon with some greens on top of sourdough toast, with a little hollandaise sauce squirted over for good measure. I guess the chef thought everyone would be extra hungry after getting up so early.
So now we were headed off across the Nullarbor, the flat treeless plain of the southern Australian Outback.