In travelling up north one spends a lot of time driving. The landscape is largely viewed from one's vehicle with the regular stops for fuel and camping at selected points of interest.
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| Refuelling at Meekatharra |
Newman is largely a mining town. Accommodation units abound. We stayed at Kalgan's Rest which has a small section in the middle for travellers like us. The periphery is devoted to mine workers with one and two story dongas. Around sunrise and sunset one hears the 'crunch ... crunch ... crunch' of the workers footsteps on gravel as they head off for work and a little later the 'crunch ... crunch ... crunch' as the alternate shift workers return. On the streets the mine buses can be seen picking up and ferrying the workers. The dress of choice is fluoro orange and yellow vests, and four wheel drive vehicles sporting a legion of mine insignia, and safety features.
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| Corellas at Newman |
The other thing that caught my eye were the muddy brown little corellas. They were busy feeding in the mown grass, drinking from puddles and playing high on the street lighting.
Just out of Newman near the Opthalmia Dam turnoff we came across another of the hills being eaten away by mines. This time we stopped to photograph it. It is a weird sight - half hill, half mine.
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| Mine just of Newman |
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