Lake Ballard

Departed from Airbnb cottage at about 9am.
Got petrol and almost 100km out of Kalgoorlie towards Menzies and Lake Ballard, Grace exclaimed that we forgot to buy ice. It is Sunday morning, and we don't know if anything will be open in little Menzies. Fortunately, a little pocket size general store trading from the side door of the hotel was opened, and yes, it sold ice.

Lake Ballard is a dry salt lake. When we arrived, all we could see was flat red earth with a little hillock in the middle foreground. and shadows of Anthony Gormley's sculptures shimmered in the distance.

We were determined to walk to all the 51 sculptures and greet each one individually. After walking about 6km around the lake, quite a bit of that in mud, we only acquainted with 28 of them. The ones closer to the shore where us humans start from are closer together, about 70-100m apart. However, the further away, the further apart they are. You can barely make out another sculpture in the distance when get to one. Walking back, we were wondering how to describe the experience. These words came to our mind:
Ethereal
Spiritual
Serene
Extra terrestrial

By the way, the sun is not even set, and it's already freezing.Les mer