THE WHITE CLIFFS ..... of OPAL

About 11 years ago, Louise & Immo took 23 of us to Lightning Ridge, in a variety of tents, motor homes, caravans, camper-trailers and wizz-bangs.  We seemed to morph into the scenery quite well and have been fascinated with opal diggings, and the associated accoutrements, ever since.

So we went to White Cliffs, after visiting Coober Pedy and Andamooka.

Yes ... similar to the other sites. Each place has its own peculiarities. White Cliffs is basically on two hills, each with its own quirkiness.

Red Rock café, which is also a mine, had great coffee and apple-cake. The very personable young man explained he had nothing else to offer, as the local women had all met there that morning, and had eaten everything else. [They were still there laughing uproariously!] He said he’d been there for 30 years, and the café keeps him going in between finds of opal.

Toilet at Red Rock Cafe, dug into hill

Now we only have to visit Yowah.