The further up north you go, the further the mining involvement stands out. So the areas have lots more of an industrial feel about them. You also notice how red the earth is and nothing can prepare you for the red dust or the hardness of the water and your constant feeling of being dirty, especially your hair and your feet.. Its not that the people are dirty, its that the air, the ground, just everything is covered in this red dust. But once you get your head round the fact that there is little you can do, the easier life becomes.
Anyway less chat heres the piccies..
The camp kitchen here was much better, but had no protection from the strong winds that blow, so that was a bit of a challenge when you were using the gas burners. But just look at the view from the sink..
Thats what I call a sink with a view..
These bushes are common in WA and are set in iron baskets, donated by the local BHP mining group.
Industrial......
Even the cows on this patch of grass are made of iron... and donated by the local company.
This is the 'Rio Tinto' salt mine at Port Headland.
We are on our second night here and in the morning we decide to head for Eighty mile beach...(after we are assured that the 10KM road leading to it has been 'graded'). Graded means that the red earth has been impacted and pressed down, so fingers crossed its ok, because "Ruby' dosent do off road and really shows off when she going too slow or on rough terrain...It wont be the first time the bike has laid down and I have ended up on my back with my legs in the air!!!!
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