Had
the blind up so we could enjoy the sunrise over the ocean but big black clouds
blocked it out. The van had a nice rock last night from the wind but it was a
lovely place to stop. Left a couple of things to do when we come back again.
Somes caves, Churchill Island and the Chocolate Shop. Headed back across the
island to cross the bridge into San Remo. Turned right heading for Wonthaggi.
Saw a Lookout sign but it was just a road end with a view. Could be an ok place
for an overnight stay. Would be nicer on a clear day.
Great
shot of the crashing waves as we headed into Kilcunda.
Stopped
at the Info Centre at Wonthaggi for maps etc. The chap suggested we visit the
State Coal Mine just out of town. It was a major coal mine that supplied all
the coal for Victoria’s industries and railways. He said when he was digging in
his backyard he hit concrete and found an underground bunker that was put in
from war times in case the Germans attacked. If they took out the mine and town
there would be no coal to make power and run the trains etc.
The
Victorian Parks are now running the mine as a tourist attraction with the help
of volunteers. We had the best coffee and yummies there. The lady’s daughter
made all these crocheted items.
Jack,
the volunteer, took us and another couple on an hour and half guided tour of
the mine surface for free. There is an underground mine tour too for a fee. He
was born here but his father was injured in the mine so they moved to
Melbourne. Jack came back and married a Wonthaggi girl and has lived here since
then. His grandfather worked in the mine too and his grandmother was the
nurse/midwife that worked for the local doctor, Dr Sleeman, who had his practice
here for 57 years. So much information and amazing the work the volunteers have
done and are still doing to improve the place. Great model display of the mine,
took the chap 3 years to make.
The
miners all started living in tents from 1909 which they had to hire from the
Government then they progressed to the cottages. The mine was worked till 1968.
Any
chance that get to acquire items for display, they grab. The gramophone came
from a hard rubbish collection (left on side of road).
The
wash house for body and clothes.
The
volunteers grow everything they used to grow in the past.
Gooseberries
Grapes - the lady said they are the most delicious she has tasted.
The strawberries are to die for too.
The
outhouse had a great poem on it.
A
few chooks and fruit trees.
The
garden was beautiful.
The
ammunition hut was lined with sawdust.
Massive
wheels that held and rolled up the cables in the poppet head to raise and lower
the lift down the mine shaft.
Lots
of information to read but Jack was doing a great job explaining it all with
lots of stories too. Young boys started at the mine aged 14 working in the shed
at the top sorting the coal from rock. At 16 they hooked and unhooked the coal
wagons as them were pulled up from the mine. At 18 they worked with the pit
ponies and at 20 they could start working on the pit face digging out the coal.
It was a weird payment system for the miners as they got paid according to how
much coal they pulled out. They each had a number and it was put on their cart
as it was pulled out. If they put too much rock in with the coal they were
docked money. I could hardly tell the
different between the black rock and the coal expect the coal was shiny. They
would work as a team with a few other miners and at the end of the pay time
would pool their money and divide it evenly as sometimes they might get an area
that didn’t have good coal etc. This way they got good wages. The first miners
were recruited from the Victorian goldfields in 1910. Within a year the labour
force at the State Coal Mine had grown to over 1000. It reached 1700 between
the peak years of 1928 to 1930. When the mine closed in 1968 there were only
100 men employed.
They
used open carbide lights and battery lights that had to be check all the time.
A
diorama of the mine shaft with the timber uprights etc.
After
the end of the mine, Lou Storti, an Italian immigrant who had worked in the
mine since 1949, bought it with a few other Italians and worked it for a bit. A
film crew in 1981 wanted to use it in a movie “Strike-bound” so that started
the beginning of it being used for as a tourist venture from 1983. He is now 83
and still takes people on underground tours. A picture of Wonthaggi with the mullock heaps of the mine at the back of the picture. The town wasn't over the mine - not like Bendigo.
The
whistle can still be heard in town. Jack said as kids they used the whistle for
lunch and home time. He said the 11.30pm one was great too as the girls had to
be home by midnight!!
This
is why Steve was finding so many little tacks while detecting – the old hobnail
boots.
They
would support the mine with these timber supports.
After they had extracted all
the coal they would tie a rope to it and the pony and then pull down the
supports so it would collapse. That way there wasn’t vast areas for methane gas
to build up in which could lead to explosions. One of the worst was in 1937
claiming 13 lives of the managers etc left to maintain the mine while the
miners were on a big strike. Lucky for the miners I suppose as if they had been
working there would have been 150 to 200 miners lost. Sad for those families
though who lost their loved ones.
Heaps of photos.
Jack
said that the rock that was pulled out with the coal was crushed and used to
surface the running track for the 1956 Olympics in Melbourne.
Checking
out the coal – hard to tell the difference between rock and coal. The coal is
the shiny bit and if the rock is half half it is counted as rock. There was 17
million tonnes of coal hand shovelled into skips from this mine. Amazing and in
some very cramp spaces too. They would be in the dark with just their little
head lamps for 8 hours a day.
The
blacksmith’s shop was very important and made so many things to help with the
mine.
Into
the pony stable. This is the face guard the ponies wore so they didn’t get
hurt.
The
coal dray could carry a ton of coal and would go around town to deliver coal to
the families for their home use.
A
bullock’s yolk – I have one of those u shaped things at home that a chap gave
me - he said it was from the bullocks from Millaa house.
They
have steam train and carriages but don’t have enough funds to repair them.
The
sorting shed at the top of the hill where the young boys sorted the rock from
the coal.
Entrance
to the mine.
The
mullock heap at the back.
All
the miners had a tag so they knew where everyone was.
It
was very interesting and makes us appreciate how easy we have it today. Loved
their letterbox.
Headed
down the road to Cape Paterson and had lunch by the beach – well in the van as
the wind was still blowing and cold.
Walked
down the boat ramp – would have to be high tide to get a boat in here. Found a
beautiful rock pool which looks like had been reinforced on the ends with
concrete. There was lots of steel post holes etc so must have been more things
around the rock pool area.
As we
walked back up I thought the point looked like a face side profile.
Followed
the coast along the Bunurong Drive. Stopped at Twin Reefs lookout.
Then
tried to turn into Shack Bay that the Info chap said had room for a van – ha ha
– no way so had to back out and up the road to get out. They don’t have enough
room on the road to pull off and they need better signs – on my bandwagon again
– should do up a list for Councils!! The next one was better at Eagles Nest –
lots of parking room but no toilets!!
Round
to The Caves. Better angle of Eagles Nest.
They carry out dinosaur digs here in the summer time on the flat rocks. Lots of info about it as we head down the stairs to the beach below.
Maybe
these are fossils!!
Wandered
around the point to The Caves but the tide was in too far to be able to climb
down into the caves.
Lots
of weird rock formations here. Certainly looks prehistoric. We never see any crabs or any animals in the pools though.
This
was another tight carpark. Had to wait for some other cars to leave so we made
a cuppa.
Steve
spotted a black thing out to sea bobbing so took a photo then got out the
binoculars – we had hoped it was a seal but it might have been a bird too – seal
sounds better though.
Into
Inverloch – lovely old boat.
Along
the Esplanade overlooking Anderson Inlet. A large body of water fed by Screw
Creek at Inverlock and Tarwin River at Tarwin Lower and out to sea via Venus
Bay. Looks lovely and not all windblown.
We
saw wind farms in the distance and these men were raising the new power poles
and putting up the wires. The dairy cows were just crossing over the road as we
got there. Oh the smell!! Have enjoyed driving with the window down as we don't need air conditioning or the heater (just put up the windows and the sun warms us).
From
Inverloch we followed the road around Anderson Inlet to Tarwin Lower then back
up the sea side of the Inlet to Venus Bay. Back on the beach and Venus Bay and
the Bass Strait winds. Notices about Pipi collecting – there were a heap of
Asian people with buckets of pipis. We were only at No. 1 Beach so will have to
come back and check out the National Park at the end.
Back
through Tarwin Lower and we saw more wind turbines which are not in operation yet.
Down
to Bear Gully Campground on the shore of Waratah Bay near Walkerville. The
beach is called Maitland Beach.
One
part has whitish sand
and
the other side has very dark sand where the creek came out.
Good
view to Wilson’s Promontory .
This
little chap like to fly around us as we walked and stirred up the insects – a
cousin of our willy wagtail – the Grey Fantail.
A
black cockatoo got a fright as we walked down the beach.
Curried
sausages tonight and we will be lulled off to sleep with the sound of the
crashing waves.
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