We had a slightly later start to the day for some reason, I'm sure it had nothing to do with what we did on Anzac Day. We were eventually on the road to Andamooka via Roxby Downs as we couldn't get to Roxby from William Creek due to the road being closed to tow vehicles over 3 tonne the last time we were in the area. There was nothing special about Roxby Downs, it used to be a Uranium Mine, but now they say it's a "Copper Mine", so moving on to Andamooka another opal mining town. The camp was large with only three powered sites, but while the sun shone we were fine with a non-powered site with our solar panels. Had all our the necessaries we would need including hot showers for $1.00 for 4 minutes. We could also fill up our water tanks if needed for 50 cents for 10 litres, there is no water supply here and they have to get water gets trucked in.
It was Friday so we went down the pub in the arvo and had a cold beer with the boys as usual and had a look at the original miners huts across the road.
Saturday we went for a drive to Torrens Lake, Torrens is a salt water lake as so many are in South Oz are and we are sure it would be a lovely place if the lake had water in it.
The bottle Museum was interesting, apparently the locals helped to supply the material to build it. The small museum attached to it has the history of the town and the people in it, samples of the tools used to mine the opal and samples of bolder opal, the many different types of opal such as milk, black, blue and green. The more colour the opal has defines the value of the opal as does the rarity, size, as well as whether it has a flaws or not.
Saturday seemed to be catch up day, as we pulled into camp we saw Les and Sharon, two of our drinking companions from Anzac Day, they had just pulled in for a look around. We had also got a phone call from Gina and Peter, these guys we had met up with in January last year and we had organised to have lunch with them. We went to the very stylish and up market eatery at the Andamooka Yacht Club and had a very tasty lunch, swapped some stories and two hours later they were on there way again heading towards the Northern Territory. we did meet a rather strange little man, who looked a lot like our Kiwi next door neighbour at home Craig, only an Aussie version. What can I say you meet all kinds on the road.
We also went to the cemetery and in true bush fashion did not disappoint.
Next day we packed up, hitched up and were on our way to Carriewerloo Bush Camp, no facilities but a lovely bush setting. Just an over night stay to charge ours as well as the vans batteries. Once again we had the place to our selves.
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| Water saving wash hands water fills cistern.works well. |
It was Friday so we went down the pub in the arvo and had a cold beer with the boys as usual and had a look at the original miners huts across the road.
Saturday we went for a drive to Torrens Lake, Torrens is a salt water lake as so many are in South Oz are and we are sure it would be a lovely place if the lake had water in it.
The bottle Museum was interesting, apparently the locals helped to supply the material to build it. The small museum attached to it has the history of the town and the people in it, samples of the tools used to mine the opal and samples of bolder opal, the many different types of opal such as milk, black, blue and green. The more colour the opal has defines the value of the opal as does the rarity, size, as well as whether it has a flaws or not.
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| What can I say ! |
Saturday seemed to be catch up day, as we pulled into camp we saw Les and Sharon, two of our drinking companions from Anzac Day, they had just pulled in for a look around. We had also got a phone call from Gina and Peter, these guys we had met up with in January last year and we had organised to have lunch with them. We went to the very stylish and up market eatery at the Andamooka Yacht Club and had a very tasty lunch, swapped some stories and two hours later they were on there way again heading towards the Northern Territory. we did meet a rather strange little man, who looked a lot like our Kiwi next door neighbour at home Craig, only an Aussie version. What can I say you meet all kinds on the road.
We also went to the cemetery and in true bush fashion did not disappoint.
Next day we packed up, hitched up and were on our way to Carriewerloo Bush Camp, no facilities but a lovely bush setting. Just an over night stay to charge ours as well as the vans batteries. Once again we had the place to our selves.
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