An interesting nights sleep, if you could call it
sleep. The rocking and rolling was
relentless and the noise of the wheels on tracks, the carriage creaking and any
loose item rattling was enough to keep deep sleep far from our thoughts. We were a bit rested by morning and were
happy to get our morning cup of tea delivered at about 6.30. We obviously covered a fair distance since
last night and when we got up this morning we were near Nurina. We had a brief stop in Forrest (not named
for the local vegetation) to deliver the locals their weekly mail and
groceries. I say locals and it is plural
but only just. There are 2 people live
in Forrest, they run and B&B and maintain the local airstrip where a few
tourists drop in. They also have the
longest paved runway outside the metropolitan area for two reasons – it is used
as a training area for the RAAF and it is situated in a position where it can
be used as an emergency landing strip for commercial planes if required.
Travelling through endlass plains of low stunted plants with
hardly (could be NO trees) trees in site.
Our room is interesting.
It is soooo small. The lounge
folds out for the bed and there is a top bunk which folds down at night. The ‘cupboard’ is about 5cms deep and can
hold about 4 hanging shirts. There are
no draws. There is a small fold out
table which we can put our drinks on but it won’t fit the computer on as
well. The bathroom as a sink, shelf,
towel rail, toilet, shower, soap tray all in a room about 1metre by 1
metre. The door opens into the cabin so
we sort of have to plan our entry/exit into the shower with military
precision. We are just lucky we didn’t
bring a cat with us, there’d be none of that swinging stuff in here. It is comfortable though, in a minimalist
sort of way and it’s a bit like living in solitary confinement (except with a
bottle of red handy!!) The only real
problem Pam and I have is we can’t open any windows in any of the carriages to
get fresh air, and although the temperature is fine, we do miss the wind in our
hair!!!
The lounge and dining carriages are nice with lots of
seating but a few too many tourists for our (my) liking. Not that I’m opposed to tourists, it’s just
that they tend to carry on a bit and want to talk to your all the time!!!
Crossed into South Australia at about 10am this morning and
arrived in Cook to replenish the water supply and refuel. Cook is the town where the rail joined
together to complete the Sydney to Perth rail connection, although it wasn’t
until 1970 that a single gauge, non-stop trip was possible. Prior to this, because of the different
gauges across the states there were up to 6 changes of train to travel the
distance.
Cook has twice as many residents as Forrest so they have a
healthy population of 4. They have to be
healthy because the hospital (and all other government buildings) are either
abandoned or gone. These 4 are employed
to refuel/rewater the trains passing through.
From the town of Cook until it got dark (short time after
Tarcoola) we saw there had been plenty of very recent rain, lots of water in
the drains running along side the tracks and also puddles into the scrub. About half an hour out of Cook the topography
changed dramatically, from flat featureless plains to 20 metre high red sand
dunes with a good covering of vegetation and taller trees. Stopped to deliver/collect the mail at Tarcoola
for about 3 minutes then had showers and drinks/tea time. Hope we get a good nights sleep
tonight!!! Think I’ll take a medicinal
red to assist in that quarter.
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| Dawn on the treesless plain of the Nullarbor |
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| Not so treeless after all!!! |
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| Longest paved runway outside metropolitan area |
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| With the hangar |
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| Cook....and clean and make the beds and do the dishes? |
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| Swimming pool at Cook - full of dirt and sand! |
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| Tribute to railway worker |
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| School verandah |
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| The abandoned school |
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| Community recreation area |
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| Just a nothingness, empty and barren. The Nullarbor Plain is full of life though!!! |
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| Jail cells at Cook, surprisingly no longer in use. |
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| Meeting of the rail |
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| With a selfie |
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| Going one way or the other |
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| Advertising for customers at the hospital |
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| Going places again |
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| Fifteen cars make the journey as well. |
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| Main Street - Cook |
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| Luxury features. |
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| Big red sand dunes |
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| Sand dunes south of Maralinga/Woomera, we at the little blue dot on the right. |
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| Losing the 'desert' feel |
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| Lots of water |
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| Even more water |
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| You knew you couldn't get away without another sunset!!! |
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| Sleeping arrangements |
Doesn't appear to be a lot to see out there. You could say things are crook in Cook! Mum used to always say things are crook in Bullsbrook (where we used to live in WA), could go on all day about places that rhyme with crook! Hard to believe that your trip is a most over, the time has flown. Hope you have a safe trip home from Sydney and look forward to catching up. xxxx
ReplyDeleteNot much out here to take photos of...you may have noticed!! I've been channeling Betty too in the last few days....maybe we just think alike Trish?? Wouldn't that please you!!!!! No doubt we'll catch up. Love Pam and Vernon Pam is still on top of the leader board of footy tipping - can someone please do something!!!???
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