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Published: February 28th 2018
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The drive from Kings Canyon to Coober Pedy was again proof that none of our plans go without a hitch.
As we were driving we noticed the temperature gauge was getting very close to hot we decided to pull over and check the radiator liquid. The engine is under the passenger side chair so after pulling over and moving the chair we were able to see the radiator. Laurent took off the radiator cover. There was a strange noise coming from it and I realised what was going to happen. I yelled at Laurent to put the cover back quickly and move away but it was too late. Water and green liquid erupted like a volcano, hitting the ceiling, and most of the front of the van. We had opened it too soon. After filling up the radiator with water and making sure it was full again we left. Luckily since then the temperature gauge has stayed low and so far we haven’t had any other troubles.
Underground, over ground that’s Coober Pedy. If you sang that sentence to the theme of the Womballs you’re good.
Coober Pedy lies on the edge of the Erosional Scrap of the
Stuart Ranges on beds of sand and siltstones 30m deep. Very little plant life exists in the town due to the region’s low rainfall, sandstone and lack of topsoil.
We had mixed feeling on Coober Pedy we had heard a lot about it but not many good things.
We know that it was an old opal mining town and had seen pictures of most things being underground so we were rather surprised to arrive and see a lot of things above ground. We knew our hostel for the night was underground though. We purposely booked it to experience this.
After checking in and finding our room 6.5meters under the ground we decided it was time for dinner.
We asked directions for any underground restaurants but there weren’t any.
The next day we found out that not many things were actually underground. We visited a few things that were, an opal shop, a little museum and a church.
We had wanted to go out to the breakaways where a few films had been shot however the road was unsealed? and we didn’t want to risk it.
The next destination was Port Augusta and on the journey down there
we saw wild Emu’s running in fields and a lot of dead animals by the side of the road. We also drove past lots of salt lakes. They were sparking white and filled with salt!
When we reached Port Augusta we realised it was a lot smaller than we imagined. After going up the water tower and seeing the view of the town, which was pretty interesting we realised that there wasn’t much else for us to do there. We were both happy to move on and headed towards Adelaide spending the night next to the beach about an hour away from the city.
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