I got an awful fright last night. When I had Fergus out for his last walkabout before going to bed he chased after something then started shaking his head and batting at his mouth. I got a torch and managed to find what he’d been after, a Cane Toad, I think. I washed his mouth a couple of times but was really worried that he’d ingested some poison and might have fits or something during the night. Maybe I was wrong about it being a Cane Toad but I was very, very relieved to see he was his normal self this morning.
Next to our campsite are hundreds of trays of rock core samples, they were taken when an assessment was being made of two different ore bodies to see if it was going to be viable to process it onsite or truck it to the Mt Garnet plant. The samples were taken from Chloe & Jackson and Kaiser Bill mine sites. I think some of the samples are beautiful. It’s bizarre that Alex is sitting with his phone in the Camper reading a report on the ore bodies based on the data obtained from the very cores stacked beside us. Reading and comprehending are not synonyms!
While it was still cool we went for a walk along Copperfield Gorge which is just east of the Caravan Park ( Google says it’s owned by Consolidated Tin Mines) within easy walking distance. To get the full feeling for the gorge would need at least a camera taking 3D images. The gorge was created by the collapse of a Lava Tube.
After our walk and with the day heating up we needed some refreshment from the Pub. It was quiet and the spotted white dog was sound asleep again, it’s called, “Onion” and when the Pub was sold a couple of years ago and the owners moved to a house further down the road she refused to move. She really is a Pub fixture. The black Kelpie, Jessie, with her classy necklace belonged to the new publicans. We stayed at the Pub long enough for the kitchen to open at 12:00 and shared a bowl of chips.
Back at camp the AC went on but after a while we decided to see what was on “the other side of the railway tracks” so we drove in the cool car across the tracks and down the street. This side seems to have all the community buildings, CFS, Health Clinic, CWA, Police Station (closed), Park and Playground, the Pub, the Coppermine Lodge Caravan Park and down the road a bit the Racecourse. Across the tracks are the few residents’ homes and the Silks Rest Caravan Park. There seems to me something odd about such a tiny place having two Caravan Parks and the relationship between the two. The signs at the town entry points are only for Silks Rest.
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Comments on: "Day 39 Einasleigh" (4)
Stunning photos Sue, love the ore samples, they are beautiful, plus all the other photos. I really find your travels most interesting. Thank you. Love the story of the dog “Onion” who refused to move from the pub!
Thanks Cindy, I did wonder how Onion acquired her name….she wasn’t smelly as far as I could tell.
That’s very scary and I’m glad Fergus was fine in the morning. Those core samples look beautiful (a bit hard to see on a small screen). I remember lots of core samples in trays, nothing as striking as those. Hotel doggies are so clean and guess they get the odd chip! Wishing you good travels, Di.
The words that best described the two dogs at Einasleigh were “laid back”.