But the spelling wasn't the only reason I remembered Paraburdoo. I was impressed with the way they gave significance to the many young deaths in the town reserving a memorial for each with a small inscription. Pity my photo has come out so dark but you get the idea. The other interesting sight was a metal framework with the name of each participant in the making of it thus allowing the light to shine through the openings thus spelling out the name.It had the looks of a typical Aboriginal artwork but unfortunately there was no-one to confirm or deny my understandings.
Then after a hearty breakfast we drove to Tom Price...another mining town...one friends of ours had lived in for 25 years or so. Wow! We couldn't wait. It must be some township...or so we thought. We stopped at the tourist information centre as one does but all we learnt was that Tom Price had been an American and soon after he left the discoveries came to the notice of everyone involved.
We crossed the road to the only shopping centre ready for our coffee when my camera spied brightly coloured child care centre walls. I liked the one that said 'I'm Hot!' And I knew that it was close to 41*C.
What did impress me about Tom Price was
Mt. Nameless. This Mountain we should discover and off we went. 4x4 drives only allowed on the dirt road and soon we understood why. Many rocks and ditches later our BMW told us to go no further...something was overheating...and we didn't want to try our luck!
Once again German technology perhaps wasn't used to 41*C...minus 25*C perhaps!
Dirt road that didn't look too bad!
But I wondered how or who was so creative as to call the mountain Mt. Nameless? The views were extraordinary the height we were at often being quite misleading.
In the distance one could see the mine site below.
This view where the road suddenly disappears or so it seems has proven to be a popular image.
Don't forget to click on the picture to enlarge.
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