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Tuesday, August 1, 2023

South Mission Beach Qld August 1st 2023

 South Mission Beach Qld August 1st 2023

Woke up to almost sunshine, so a walk along the beach was in order. Here are some snaps

Sunrise, South Mission Beach Qld
Sunrise, South Mission Beach Qld

Sunrise, South Mission Beach Qld
Sunrise, South Mission Beach Qld

Sunrise, South Mission Beach Qld
Sunrise, South Mission Beach Qld

Back at the van park, there was a little bit of excitement as the resident Cassowaries came wandering through on their daily stroll. These birds are supposed to be dead dangerous, and they are, yet they seem perfectly content wandering through the caravan park. I was being brave and kept a sturdy 4x4 between them and me.

Cassowaries, South Mission Beach Qld
Cassowaries, South Mission Beach Qld

We went for a drive into "town', that's Mission beach proper, only to find even more shops closed and a decided lack of people wandering about the place. It's all a bit depressing really. Maybe it'll look better in the sunshine...

Lunch was taken at the Bingle Bay Cafe, which is a few kilometres north of Mission Beach. This is one quirky cafe and seems to get more-so every year. I noticed that they had installed a punkah, or at least I noticed it was waving and wafting it's gentler breeze to and fro,  only because the harem-panted lady had climbed up onto the table to prod it back into life.  The cafe and its staff and a large part of its clientele appear to be refugees from Nimbin or Mullumbimby. Next year I'm wearing my hippie cotton shirt, a torn pair of brightly-coloured shorts and dirty bare feet. Should fit right in.

Sunday, August 21, 2022

South Mission Beach Qld Tuesday 16 Aug 2022 140km

 South Mission Beach Qld Tuesday 16 Aug 2022


Back on our own and back on the road. Strolled does to South Mission beach where we lucked into a good spot in the van park. Lots of roadworks between Cairns and Innisfail, but should be really good when they are done.


Had to restock the van after its 10 days stay in the parking-lot and as I forgot to leave the fridge door open, there was a big mouldy mess to clean up as well. Not to worry, all good now and settled into the beach lifestyle.


South Mission Beach Qld


South Mission Beach Qld

Drove up to town, Mission Beach proper, and it seems more deserted than ever. Had a coffee in a place on the corner that has live music rock and roll and blues. The lady assured us that there was an ‘international star’ coming through tomorrow and that we should book. So we did. We’ll see how that pans out!

 

The Blues Bar and Cafe panned out pretty well actually. The lady’s name was Millie Marx and she was a one woman show, in that she played guitar, sang and tripped the light fantastic on her Floor Drum set. One foot banging up and down on the big drum and various hi-hats, the other pumping away at some scratchy noise thing. But that guitar, a six string, she played like a virtuoso: jazz, rock, blues, slide guitar - and all done with so much passion it was a joy to watch and hear. All her own work too, which is usually a warning, but this was good, really good. Last time we had the privilege to see this sort of live music was when Phil Emmanuel jumped on stage at the pub in Airlie Beach and jammed with his mates.


Blues Bar & Cafe. Mission Beach Qld



To top it of, because we booked when we did we had table 2, one back from the stage. And they did table service and ran a tab for food and drinks. We certainly had a good time. It was a bit weird in one respect: everyone else in the place was obviously a local, and most had jumpers and coats on, even if it were 26ÂșC.


A few of the shops at Mission Beach are finally open now that its Thursday and Judy had a chance for some retail therapy. We drank coffee in another place with a French theme and watched the world, as it exists, go by along Mission Beach Road. Two Caravans, a 4x4 and a stray dog. Man, is this place hopping!


After all the excitement of the morning we spend a few hours lounging near the pool, with the occasional dip to keep cool. 


Saturday is Parkrun Day. We got up at 530am and drove down to Cardwell, about 60km. What for? Parkrun and breakfast, of course. Had a nice run along the foreshore and a nice breakfast at Seabreeze even though we were expecting muesli and cereal and fruit and stuff like they had last time (2019. Had to settle for bacon and eggs. Tough life, eh?




Sunrise. Cardwell Qld

Overland Telegraph Station. Cardwell Qld

Back at the van park, we settled for a swim and a bit of a read before heading off to find lunch. Which is at Bingal Bay, just where it has been every other time we’ve been here. This is a bit off the tourist track and again seems to be for the locals, albeit of the semi-hippy kind. I had  hamburger, the bun on which was twice the normal size, and Judy had the entree sized calamari. Both were enormous and now its nanna nap time. 

Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Port Hedland WA. June 5 2018

Despite the attempts of the spell checker, it really is 'Hedland', not Headland as you might suspect. It was named after the first European to sail into the place in 1863. He named it Mangrove Harbour, it got the Port Hedland moniker after the town was surveyed and gazetted in 1893. It has been without doubt a very important port in this remote region of Australia and today claims the title for the port that exports the highest tonnage, with something like 30 plus million tons of iron ore going out every month. That is a whole lot of ore. To accommodate the boats they dredged a huge channel, installed huge wharfs and  even bigger machinery to load the 250,000+ ton boats that come here. The port itself is fed by private railway lines that come from 400 kms east of here. We did the BHP site tour and they alone have fifty trains. Each train has 4 engines, $20mill each, from USA, and 268 wagons that  come from China and carry 130 tons each. The wagons are interesting in that some wit worked out that by putting the reinforcing ribs on the inside, leaving the outside surfaces flat, they could save a million bucks per train per year. The trains come into the handling facility, where 3 carriages and the railway line they are on, are simply inverted over a large hole to empty them. At the bottom of the hole is a conveyor belt that transports the ore through crushers and giant sieves and ultimately to stockpiles 40m high and 200 metres long. When a boat comes in, they have other huge machines that scoop up the stock piles onto more conveyor belts and ultimately into the hold of the waiting vessel.

The interesting thing is that the whole operation, from mine to boat is remote controlled from an office in Perth. The only thing still manually driven are the ship loaders, and they are well advanced to automate them as well. The trouble with all of these big numbers and bigger price tags, is that when something goes wrong, it goes wrong in an equally big way. anyhow, have some snaps

BHP locomotive. Port Hedland WA

BHP ore handler. Port Hedland WA

BHP train.. Port Hedland WA

BHP stockpiler. Port Hedland WA

BHP Jabiru. Port Hedland WA
What I love most about this is that when someone else like Gina Rhinehart or Fortesue Metals wants to start exporting stuff from equally remote areas, they have to build all their own railways and ore handling facilities. The wharves belong to the State owned Port Authority, but I bet they ain't cheap to use!

The town itself is not really a pretty site. Everything is covered in red dust which becomes red stain. You can't get rid of it. I found the local beach just near the park, went for a wander and took some snaps to relieve the industrial feel of the place

Beach. Port Hedland WA 
Beach. Port Hedland WA
Beach. Port Hedland WA

Up early and went for a walk along the beach, took these 

Port Hedland WA

Port Hedland WA

Port Hedland WA

Port Hedland WA

Port Hedland WA