80 Mile Beach has been
a stand out on this trip. Unique location, and far from the madding
crowd. Despite it's beauty, a memorial in the park reminds us that in
the late 1800's 20 odd pearl luggers were wrecked on it's shores
during a cyclone with over 120 lives lost.
YAES (Yet Another Early
Start), means that I get to see Venus and the waxing moon in the dawn
sky. A rare treat especially for someone who is well known as a
'late' riser!
Today was a long and
lonely ride (600+ km). Port Hedland was avoided, as the highway
bypasses the port. Lots of activity, machinery everywhere and
road-works and construction attesting to the impact of mining in this
area. Port Hedland is one of the primary export points for iron ore
mined down in the Pilbara. Lots of 'temporary' accommodation camps,
heaps of mine vehicles (Toyota are doing well out of all this
activity), and dust everywhere. I'm forced to stop in South Hedland
for fuel and supplies, before pressing on.
Heading south towards
the Pilbara there are lots of road trains carrying heavy equipment
heading north. The road although initially flat and boring starts to
climb and eventually the temperature drops from 38 down to a more
manageable 35 as the road climbs into the Hamersley Range and we
reach 750+ metres.
Stop at the Munjina
Roadhouse for fuel before entering Karijini NP. As I'm filling up,
another bike (a small 250cc cruiser) with a couple on board. Celso
and Ines are Brazilians, 4 months in Australia, and their first time
out of Perth. They'd looked at a map, and decided to ride up to Port
Hedland via the inland route, and then back down the coast. Their
bike has a range of about 250km on a tank, so they are forced to
carry spare fuel in a plastic bottle. They are on a steep learning
curve about travelling in OZ and after I talk to them about
conditions further north and what a hole Port Hedland is, I persuade
them to come with me to Karijini for the night and then to head to
the coast via Paraburdoo.
Dale's camp ground in
Karijini is 'basic'. No water, little shade and just a long drop. The
ground is hard, shattered rock and sand with evidence of iron ore
everywhere. In some places the iron ore has weathered down to a grey
metallic dust that looks for all the world like metal filings. We set
up camp and then head down to the gorge for a swim. In WA, many
national park camp sites are manned by 'hosts'. Volunteers who spend
weeks, sometimes months looking after the camp sites during the
season. Our hosts are very helpful and tell us the best places to go
if we want a cool swim out of the sun.
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