As our last blog post was written in Geraldton about Kalbarri, it is now time to fill the gaps and tell you about Geraldton itself.
We arrived there last Wednesday, October 3, after travelling down through the wheatbelt areas between Kalbarri and Geraldton. We had been amazed that we had encountered grain farms north of Kalbarri – it seems like such a dry area to be trying to grow crops. Called in to Port Gregory, another popular holiday town on the coast on the way south, as well as Northampton, one of the oldest settlements in WA. Discovered the best general store here – was straight out of the 1950s and had a telephone and cash register to suit. None of this had been done to be trendy – it had just never changed!
Sacred Convent, Northampton |
We thoroughly enjoyed our four nights in Geraldton as it was quite a while since we had been in a place as large as this (it even has traffic lights!), so the opportunity to visit some more ‘urban’ sights was terrific. We found Maureen and Rex – they were camped just around the corner and we were then surprised to encounter Elke and Eberhardt, a terrific German couple we had met first at Nanga Beach (Shark Bay) and had run into a couple of times since. This provided more opportunities for evening catch-ups.
Heff, Rex, Maureen, Eberhardt, Elke |
Geraldton is a regional city of some 39,000 people, with a huge port area and white sandy beaches. Like so many towns we have visited, there was lots of amenity redevelopment going on in the city centre and the foreshore area is very appealing, with lots of opportunity for walking, cycling, sitting and playing. We enjoyed wandering through the retail area too, before starting on the serious ‘tourist’ attractions.
The Freemasons Hotel |
The visitor centre is located in the historic Bill
Sewell Complex, which was formerly the Victoria District Hospital and later the
Geraldton prison, was constructed in stages from the mid-1850s. It also houses the Old Geraldton Gaol Craft
Centre and the Yamaji Art Gallery and I loved talking to the ladies who were
painting in here and was very impressed with the quality of the art work.
Next stop was the HMAS Sydney 11 Memorial, which
honours the 645 Australian servicemen who died when the ship sank after a battle with the
German raider, HSK Kormoran, in 1941.
The beautifully designed memorial features a silver dome of 645 seagulls
and an incredibly evocative bronze statue – The Waiting Woman. As happens every time we stand and read the
list of names on such a memorial, the futility and utter waste and despair of war is
graphically brought home to us.
We spent a most enjoyable morning at the Western
Australian Museum, which is next to the Batavia Coast Marina, in which a
replica of the longboat in which a small group of survivors of the Batavia made
it to Batavia (today’s Jakarta) is moored. How 48 people fitted in this boat and then survived the 1,500 nautical mile trip is astounding!
The
Batavia was a Dutch East India Company ship which ran aground at the Abrolhos
islands in 1629 and a fascinating exhibition in the museum ‘uncovers the murder
and mutiny’ which resulted from this ship wreck. There are also excellent exhibitions on the Yamaji people, the influence of European settlement and the flora and fauna of the region.
Geraldton’s St Francis Xavier Cathedral was
designed by Monsignor Howes and completed in 1938. Even though it is regarded as one of his
finest works, we weren’t really excited by it and the strange orange-striped
ceiling of the interior struck us as somewhat odd.
Maybe atheism and a lack of architectural appreciation go together!
Tracked down some Geraldton Wax plants in the
garden of the Lighthouse Keepers Cottage - couldn't leave Geraldton without seeing some of these in their namesake area!
I was looking forward to a visit to the Regional
Art Gallery and as is usually the case, the exhibitions ranged from an
excellent exhibition of the work of Elizabeth Durack and a fascinating collection of jewellery made by some 80 Australian women jewellers for 80 famous Australian women to others which we found
less than compelling. But, that’s what
art does, isn’t it?
In between all these visits, Murray cycled round
Geraldton and spent much time at the port, chatting to security guards and
finding out all about what is exported.
Turns out that it is grain, iron ore, talc, copper sulphate and mineral
sands. Of course, he also investigated
the ins and outs of the local fishing industry and we laid in a good supply of
fish from the wonderful fish shop.
We left Geraldton on Sunday, October 7 and travelled
south 25km to Central Greenough, the historic settlement on the Greenough
Flats, which form the flood plain of the river system close to the mouth of the
Greenough River.
The buildings and altered landscape of this area
provide a valuable example of colonial expansion in the mid-nineteenth century -
an expansion which, of course, dispossessed the local indigenous people of
their resource-rich land.
Central Greenough developed as the administrative
centre for the surrounding farms and is now owned by the National Trust , which began reconstruction and preservation works in the 1970s. We
enjoyed a leisurely stroll around the site, followed by an excellent coffee at
the store - luckily the new cafe adjoining the original store comes with the now-necessary espresso machine!
Central Greenough School, built in 1865. |
I loved this - life was a much simpler and more straight forward affair in 1865! |
Goodwin's Cottage, built in 1890 by the Catholic Church for Ned Goodwin, a retired policeman and his wife. |
St Catherine's Church, built in 1913 to replace the original iron and timber church shipped complete from England. It is still in regular use. |
Convent sisters' accomodation |
Convent chapel |
Last but certainly not least - the store dunny! |
We then continued on our first foray away from the
coast for some time. In a
much-anticipated opportunity to see some of the many wildflowers for which this
area is so well known, we were making for the Western Flora Caravan Park
just north of the tiny town of Eneabba.
It was only about 100km on from Greenough, so you can see that we are
making only slow progress in a southerly direction. I will give this four days its own blog post
though, as it turned out to be pretty special.
I'm so glad that you managed to photograph the colours of Geraldton in its gorgeous wax plants. How clever of the laying down tree, to have permanent work as a wind break, whilst snoozing on the job. That has to be one of the most exceptional pieces of magic that a tree has ever pulled. Mind you, it does get paid accordingly. Looking forward, in anticipation. to the "pretty special" four-days-entry-to-come. With all those compulsory bibles in schools in our grandparents and parents school days, its amazing that so many atheists were created. And survive.
ReplyDeleteAs always Wendy, you cause us to look at what we have seen in completely different ways! Am in here reading your comments because I am just about to start on the next post.
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