This morning we woke to a disturbing development. Last night, Mark hung all our bathers out after being at the pool yesterday and left the almost empty beach bag just outside the caravan. This morning, it was gone. Vanished. No more. History.
At first I was slightly miffed at someone knocking this off, but as I thought about it more - and worked out what was in the bag that had been nicked, I started to get really angry. The bag largely contained spare bathers for everyone, goggles, sunscreen, etc. But it also had stashed in it my gold chain and diamond heart that Mark gave me on our wedding day. The caravan park management was lovely about it and encouraged me to report it to police, as there had also been 3 bikes pinched last night. I knew that the police couldn't do much for me though. So this sort of blemished an otherwise good stay in Kalgoorlie.
On our way out of town, we stopped at the Super Pit. OMG, this structure is ENORMOUS. The aerial photos show that it is almost as big as the entire town. This is one serious hole in the ground. I had seen it before, but the impact never fails to make it's mark. Even the kids were impressed and they don't impress easily by things like this.
lunch stop and a chance to stretch the legs |
Nearly there! |
Turn off to Wundowie which is just past UWA's research farm's turn off |
Total kms travelled so far: (again...will get back)
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