Kalgoorlie is quiet on a Sunday morning, but the Herrons are up early and off to pan for gold. Robbie in particular is struck with “Gold fever”: especially in the gift shop. The Herrons it turns out do not seem to be born gold panners, win not a speck between us. So off to watch the gold pour which was great.
Went to the lookout for the super pit. Was worth the trip. A Big hole. The sign says the get a golf ball of gold for every 7 haul packs. Doesn’t seem enough to warrant such an enormous hole, but guess it must be.
Five Take a Drive 