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| First visible an hour from Port Augusta as a smudge of grey over Long Sleep Plain, WHYALLA, the state’s second most important city and headquarters of its heavy industry, is not the prettiest of places. BHP has its massive “long products” steelworks here (tours Mon, Wed & Sat 9.30am; 2hr; $8; book through the information centre) and tankers queue offshore to fill up at Santos’ oil & gas refinery and distillery. Until it closed in 1978, the shipyard produced a few famous vessels, the first being the Whyalla, which now guards the northern entrance to town, having been dragged 2km from the sea in a complicated and expensive manoeuvre. | |
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accompanying information centre and maritime museum (daily
10am–4pm; $5 including ship tour; tel 08/8645 8900) is largely occupied
by a huge model of the oil refinery as well as more relevant displays of
shipping history. From the southwest, Whyalla presents a much greener
visage. You can cuddle a koala or a python at the Wildlife and Reptile
Sanctuary (daily 10am–dusk; tel 08/8645 7044; $5), and at the
junction of Broadbent Terrace and Playford Avenue an old aerodrome site is
being landscaped into a series of ponds to recycle stormwater and
eventually provide a pleasant recreational area.
The highway curves through the old town as Darling Terrace; you’ll find a post office, banks, a bus station, hotels and shops around the junction with Forsyth and Patterson streets, all periodically covered in (harmless) red fallout from BHP’s mysterious pellet plant. With the exception of Whyalla, the east coast is an unassuming string of sheltered beaches and villages nestled beneath towering grain silos, the sort of places one could drive through without a second glance or else get waylaid beachcombing for a week. Attractions |
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Accommodation options include the Foreshore Caravan Park on Broadbent Terrace and Derham’s Motel on Watson Terrace, both a ten-minute walk from the centre along a surprisingly attractive beach with Hummock Hill to mercifully obscure your view of the steelworks; people and pelicans find good fishing off the jetty. Otherwise, try your luck at one of the hotels – Spencer on Forsyth Street has rooms, good food and weekend music. For food, seafood marinara at Spagg’s, 26 Patterson St, makes a welcome change from counter meals; after eating, walk past the rows of fifty-year-old workers’ homes to the top of Hummock Hill for a view of the industrial complexes by night. |
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