Where are we? Yowah. Only learnt about it while we were on the road. It’s a wee dot in the middle of a cattle station! Wild life and cattle wander the streets and at the end of the village streets you simply drive into the bush. Or, as we did this arvo, into a public fossicking area. For a mad hour or so, we smashed up rocks with small rock hammers in a futile attempt to find opal. Stupid really not just because it was veeery hot, but opal is buried much deeper than we were tackling. However ..... we did find some quite fascinating sedimentary patterns in rocks when we split them open and that got me thinking. How long did it take for these patterns to be laid down. I reckon we’re talking 100s of thousands of years and there we were blithely smashing at it - so sorry earth!
I tell you our rig is weighed down with rocks we’ve collected along the way.
The Rosé? My new favourite cider. It’s delicious icy cold and in continuing high temps, it’s wonderful!
The colours and patterns are fascinating
The public fossicking area at Yowah. We didn’t stay out long though - too hot.
The plains spread as far as the eye can see from the bluff at Yowah. Rather impressive.
I think that small shed to the right is the departure lounge!
This bore was sunk over 100 years ago and continues to spurt out over 1 million litre of hot water everyday. We’re over the edge of the Great Artesian Basin and the towns and stations rely on this water - unless the rivers run and none are at the moment.
These ‘bathing boxes’ in fact contain baths. Not sure if they’re still used but at 50 odd C I wouldn’t be looking to slide in!
The overflow from the bore flies through town feeding plants and animals for a couple of kms. Here the overflow collects in two quite large pools of cool water. I stood and watched fish breaking the surface and bubbles from fish and other water life popping on the surface. Lots of birds around - ducks, kingfishers, reed wabblers and other species. A very tranquil place!
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