Gold,
Gold, Gold!
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Western Australia (WA
or 'dub-ya-ay') is larger than most European countries and occupies
a third of the Australian land mass. A two hour plane flight from
Perth, Wiluna is positioned in the middle of this vast, desolate
(but mineral rich) State. After going over the safety protocols,
and putting our duplicate badges on the tag board, we travel by
four-wheel vehicle underground.
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Having never been to
a modern gold mining operation before, I'm surprised by the size
of the mine tunnels. No narrow claustrophobic mineshafts here. These
are massive tunnels, as wide as a two lane road. A dragon could
comfortably explore them and never scrape his wings on the sides.
We pull over from time to time into alcoves, allowing huge trucks
carrying 50-ton loads of ore to pass on their journey to the surface.
I'm most impressed by the skill of the heavy equipment operators,
delicately using gigantic mechanical arms to postition and drive
in pins that hold the safety netting into the ceiling rock.
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Deb at the
tag board, a simple method of tracking who's underground at any given
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Me, trying to remember
not to shine my head lamp into anyone's face.
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A road
to distant places.
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Emu:
"I hope I'm not late for dinner."
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Ken:
"Why no, you're right on time."
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