Rising early to be greeted by sunrise and the beautiful and
impressive views of salt lakes whizzing past our window as the train heads
westward, lifts my spirits.
We are becoming accustomed to dining in the Lounge Carriage.
There are advantages. We have great views of the landscape through windows on
both sides of the train and the air temperature is more comfortable than in our
cabin. Breakfast is delicious.
Today
we have a whistle-stop in Cook, South Australia. The former town was created in
1917 when the railway was built and is named after the sixth Prime Minister of
Australia, Joseph Cook. Today, it is said to have
a resident population of four, and is essentially a ghost town. The town was effectively
closed in 1997 when the railways were privatised and the new owners no longer
needed a support town here. Cook offers little other than curiosity value for
passengers and an opportunity to stretch legs and take in some fresh air. Passengers
can climb off the train and walk around town.
This evening we stop at Rawlinna, Western Australia, for an
‘outback dining under the stars’ experience. I was advised during the AHR
conciliation process I am unable to de-train at either location because neither
stop has a station platform. I’m reconciled to the limitations the
infrastructure imposes, however I am disappointed I’m unable to participate
when I know a simple solution would be for GSR to provide a ramp from our
carriage to the ground. Nevertheless, as our journey continues, I am enthralled
by the Nullarbor landscape. It is completely different to what I had imagined
with more vegetation than I expected and constantly changing panoramas. The
vivid colours are amazing ….. Our country is vast, stunningly beautiful and
uniquely Australian.
Unable to de-train in historic Cook, I am able to appreciate
limited views from the train. Thankfully, my travel companion takes many
photos.
After our brief stop in Cook, the train journey, and my
delight in the passing scenery, continues for the remainder of the day.
After
sundown we pull into Rawlinna, a remote railway siding. The Indian Pacific calls at the siding twice
a week in each direction. It's now dark, so there's no view from the train. Forewarned
I’m unable to participate in the ‘outback under the stars’ dining experience
when we stop in Rawlinna (because there is no platform or ramp from the
carriage to the ground), I opt to have dinner in my cabin. I’m assured food is
the same as served ‘under the stars’. However, without the atmosphere and
conviviality of fellow passengers, and once again, delivered draped in
aluminium foil, the quality of the meal is quite ordinary.
My travel companion enjoyed the off-train experience but
upon her return, I was taken aback to learn the food was delivered from the
train to the diners via a ramp!!!!
There may have been a reason the use of this ramp was not an option for me, but
an explanation was not offered. As a result, I felt extremely disappointed I
had been, perhaps unnecessarily, excluded from participating in this experience.
With everyone once again on-board, we leave Rawlinna.
Tonight will be our final night onboard the Indian Pacific. My journey across
the Australian continent is almost over. Tomorrow afternoon, we are due to arrive
in Perth.
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