We were up at 5:30am (Deb was up at 5). Because of all the guttering and road works out in front of our home we decided to leave the caravan a street away last night. We packed all our clothes, and most of our food and drinks into it last night and locked it up ready for hitching up in the morning. Was a relief to find the caravan was still where we left it and in one piece!! After a final bit of packing, fishing kayak on the roof of the car, and frozen food into the caravan freezer, we were on the road by 6:45am.
It was an easy uneventful drive. We took our time and had a great stop in Burra. It just happened to be the Burra Show Day. So how could we resist. It was a lot of fun, from youngsters doing horse jumping in all their finery, to The Show Bag Stall (Yes, THE Stall, all one of them and it had a huge selection of, um, 1 show bag!), we snuck into the Exhibitors Hall while the judging was being carried out, it was interesting watching the judging, particularly listening to the guys judging the beer exhibits. It was easy to see that these 2 had a bit of experience between them and knew a good drop when they tasted it! We saw a shearing competition, 
with learner shearers (2 guys and a girl, the girl came 2nd) and of course we had the obligatory doughnuts, but I passed on the Dagwood Dogs (already had my fill at the Adelaide Show!).
From there it was an easy 3 ½ drive to Broken Hill. Along the way, we saw a couple of dozen emus, a dozen wild goats, snakes, lizards, brown sheep and lots of road kill kangaroos.
The Caravan Park we are in is next to a huge cemetery, hope the neighbours are quiet tonight (which reminds me, the annual Zombie Walk is on in Adelaide Tonight). After settling in at the van park we got out and about and went to the visitor info centre to get some local maps and a few ideas. Didn’t take long and we were out of there with a handful of info and a few good ideas. First we drove to the Keenan Lookout to have a look over the town and the huge mullock heap that is The Broken Hill. About now Deb asked me if Broken Hill was called The Windy City, I said I didn’t think so and that that was Chicago, not to be deterred, she declared it indeed to be “The Windy City”, I think the howling winds that have followed us all day have finally got to her!! 🙂 The town reminds us both a bit of Kalgoorlie, but does not have its grandeur. I guess that’s the difference between a Gold town and one of Silver, lead and zinc. From there we drove to the top of the heap, to Broken Earth Café Restaurant and The Line of Lode Miners memorial. There was also a “small” park bench at the top which Deb took full advantage of, wind or no wind! 
It was interesting to see the examples of the ore they mine, the old mining gear, the memorial and the view down over town.
On the way to the Café, we had to cross a rail line, and there was a huge train just seemingly parked across the rail line, so we had a look at the map and we drove off and got across the rail line but found the alternate route was now part of the mullock heap, so instead we found ourselves enjoying a circumnavigation of The Broken Hill/ Line of Load, which I found interesting in a metallurgical sort of way, I’m not so sure Deb was as fascinated for some reason! (deb here, after asking Greg what he saw, I got a whole new perspective and appreciation on the Broken Hill and understood why he likes these outback areas so much – it is so alive to him – interesting seeing something through someone else’s eyes)
After all that we decided it was enough for one day and went back to the CP to plan our day tomorrow. Looks like it’s going to be an interesting day, with a mix of Milk shakes, Mad Max, Pro Hart and Stone Sculptures.
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Greg if you are still in broken hill see if the broken hill art exchange are still showing my movie. It is called Unearth – they were showing it as part of the solar power festival.
Meagan, we didn’t see your post until we were almost gone. Have to catch it next time 🙂