This town is one big bustle of road trains, rail trains and ships transporting different ores from different mining sites to different countries.
After looking at one caravan park full of large temporary "dongas" for mining industry workers we decided to be a bit cheeky and camp in the Port Hedland cemetry car park. Now this was a great spot the cemetry had nice clean amenities and the neighbours were very quiet however we recieved a knock on the door at 7am the next morning by the rangers informing us we werent allowed to be camping there in a nice kind of way so we slowly got up and moved onto the local port to have breakfast with a different view.
A quick drive around part of the town, a stock up at Woolies and we were out of that big dirty shithole and off to Point Keraudren.The only good thing was a couple of old bulldozers in the local machinery musuem, what does that say about Port Hedland? Never mind, not every town can appeal to us.
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