Sunday, 30 September 2012

Barn hill via port hedland to ....Coral Bay

Barn hill.....just a park 8 klm off the road overlooking the ocean  ..again a station that leased some commonwealth land  on the ocean (smart thinking  and has become as mecca for grey nomads famous for it's sunday roast !
we arrived at the turn off a few gates some land and a few bigggggg speed humps  got in fine
we enjoyed  the weekend there with the roast and all..... met a nice couple from qld  next to us ..Ian and I had another crack at fishing but the wind has got up now and it's a problem ....
our next destination was going to be coral bay and maybe exmouth ..but it was a fair drive down and as we headed further south the weather and wind !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
salt works port hedland 
3 trailer road train normally 4 
just a little drive
Coral Bay ..... but to get there a couple of free camps passing through Port Hedland and Karratha  two major mining towns on the map in the Pilbra ...we stopped in port hedland to do a little shopping not me i sat in the coffee shop with ian while the girls did their thing  nothing new in that eh........Funny thing happened while we were sitting there a couple of  indigenous guys were sitting at the next table when another came over and sat down ...ian started laughing ...the guy coming over said to the other two “Hello Mr Black” and “Hello Mr Brown”  and they said” Hello Mr White” ...a comedy skit  off the cuff !! had a good laugh.............shopping finished fuelled up ....karratha  lots of road trains wide loads , a couple of roadhouses . passing dampier home of Red Dog...did you see the movie ?.....Plenty of bush with the landscape changing we eventually got to Bullara station about 80klm from  coral bay ..camping there for the night another station that has added a stay to their business  .........We met a character  April whose daughter owned the station she was helping out .....grew up on a station in the Kimberly  married and owned and ran stations all over a remarkable woman no fuss no nonsense...We told her she  should write a book  it was well set up nothing flash but we enjoyed the stay....shearing quarters were turned into accommodation i remember staying in digs like these when i was a rouseabout....( a worker during shearing who has lots of tasks ,a shearer calls for tar ....loading pens...sweeping ...moving fleeces to the classer's table.doing whatever is required !! to keep things running smoothly....
They have  changed their sheep for  a south africian  stock with long fat tails ..look like goats ...the shearing shed is now idle but it smacks of past days and the smell is still there .... but they also have cattle   ...check out the chainsaw ....
 
mother relaxing at a free camp 
sunset at a bush camp
I thought this was beautiful Ian and Annes friend came out to the camp for tea and  this was the sky !
well here is the chainsaw ......
a fat tail lamb/goat?....I don't know
wool press made in Geekong would you believe ?
the shed is quiet now but you can imagine it alive during shearing time !
an art form in the right hands
the shower ....different !!
the campsite no power

friends just walking around 
pretty maids all on a row
yep another sunrise off to Coral bay...cheers
 
 

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