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White Cliffs NSW: where life is lived underground and the desert ‘does all sorts of strange things’

Sonia Hyland walks on a treadmill in a friend’s dugout in White Cliffs.
Sonia Hyland walks on a treadmill in a friend’s dugout in White Cliffs. Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian

Sonia Hyland is underground on a treadmill. There are no windows and no one can hear her blasting Florence + the Machine.

She’s in a dugout, tucked into the cool earth of White Cliffs, a town in remote New South Wales. Outside, the thermometer regularly hits the mid-30s in summer – it once almost hit 50C. But inside these submerged homes, it hovers at about 20 to 22C.

An external view of a dugout in The Blocks, White Cliffs
An external view of a dugout in The Blocks, White Cliffs Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian

Hyland is one of several locals in this town an hour north of Wilcannia and about three hours’ east of the South Australian border – and who were captured on camera by photographer Marco Serventi.

Maxine Harris poses in a bright pink sunhat against the lumpy wall of her underground home. A group of locals play golf among rocks bigger than the balls. Children perch on the fence of the arena where gymkhanas and rodeos are still held.

A nook in the bedroom of Maxine Harris, 80, in Turley’s Hill
A nook in the bedroom of Maxine Harris, 80, in Turley’s Hill Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian
Maxine Harris, 80, poses for a portrait in her dugout on Turley’s Hill
Maxine Harris, 80, poses for a portrait in her dugout on Turley’s Hill Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian
Local miner Tallon Towers holds a so-called pineapple, a rare type of opal named for its resemblance to the tropical fruit. Pineapple opals are the Holy Grail of local miners, and can be worth from $5,000 to over $100,000
Local miner Tallon Towers holds a so-called pineapple opal, a rare type of opal named for its resemblance to the tropical fruit. Pineapple opals are the Holy Grail of local miners, and can be worth from $5,000 to over $100,000 Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian
Peter Seymour, 56, plays with his grandson Sullivan in front of his dugout
Peter Seymour, 56, plays with his grandson Sullivan in front of his dugout Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian

“It’s probably the last frontier town in Australia. It’s in the middle of the desert, 300km from the nearest shop and the weather’s beautiful most of the time,” says Tallon Towers, who also lives in White Cliffs.

An aerial view of the area surrounding White Cliffs. The unique topography created by the multitude of craters is often compared to a moonscape
An aerial view of the area surrounding White Cliffs. The unique topography created by the multitude of craters is often compared to a moonscape Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian

An ‘earthly maze’

  • An aerial view of the area surrounding White Cliffs showing the unique topography created by the multitude of craters

White Cliffs was once an opal mining mecca. Now, a handful of people still try to eke a living from the glittering gemstones. Others depend on the tourists who come to stay in rooms hewn with mining equipment from the stone.

From above, the mining pit craters look like clusters of alien seeds or eggs, white against the red earth. Unsealed tracks wend their way back to the tiny town.

Once upon a time, Bert Gale says, he made the “fatal mistake” of going out with some miners while visiting White Cliffs. He got opal fever and stayed.

Bert Gale, 81, sits in his living room in his home on Turley’s Hill in White Cliffs, NSW, on 23 April 2021
Bert Gale, 81, sits in his living room in his home on Turley’s Hill in White Cliffs, NSW, on 23 April 2021 Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian
  • Bert Gale sitting in his living room

“It’s very addictive,” he says.

“You move a lot of rock and dirt and when you do strike opal, it’s the most lovely thing, it’s like a treasure hunt.

“It flashes at you. When it’s in the wall, when you break the rock or dirt and it flashes at you with the bright lights on it. It’s one of god’s treasures, buried for millions of years.”

Opals are found in Cretaceous-age sandstones and mudstones, where silica is released from rocks into the groundwater. That silica-laden groundwater hardens into a gel, then rainbow-flecked opal. In Australia, opalised animal and plant fossils have been found – such as Eric the pliosaur.

Hiedee Harris, 20, plays with her two blue-and-yellow macaws in front of her dugout on Turley’s Hill
Hiedee Harris, 20, plays with her two blue-and-yellow macaws in front of her dugout on Turley’s Hill Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian
A group of kids play outside in White Cliffs
A group of kids play outside in White Cliffs Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian
  • Hiedee Harris, 20, plays with her two blue-and-yellow macaws in front of her dugout. Children playing outside (above)

Gale now lives in a dugout called Elsewhere. In a poem, he describes it as an “earthly maze” made from reshaped mining shafts and tunnels.

“Inside at night when lights are off, your nose in front can’t see/No sound you hear, no, none at all! Existing peacefully!” he writes.

‘I decided to stick it out’

Towers, one of the few professional opal miners left, heads out to the mines a couple of days a week.

He’s looking for pineapple opals, where the geometric structures radiate outwards like the segments of the tropical fruit. They can be worth tens of thousands of dollars, and they’re only found in White Cliffs.

Tallon Towers, 66, and Liz Welsh, 59, sit on their outdoor couch
Tallon Towers, 66, and Liz Welsh, 59, sit on their outdoor couch Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian
  • Tallon Towers and Liz Welsh sit on their outdoor couch

“I have a favourite one, which is four different types of stones,” Tallon says.

Tallon’s girlfriend, Liz Welsh, joined him in White Cliffs last year. The pair are planning to stay.

He describes storms that last for 24 hours, storms that are horizontal “whirly whirlies” – also known as dust devils or twisters. It can be “like the apocalypse”, he says.

For Welsh, the best thing is star-gazing in the middle of the desert, with no ambient light to dim the show.

Bert Gale, 81, stands in front of his dugout on Turley’s Hill
Bert Gale, 81, stands in front of his dugout on Turley’s Hill Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian
  • Bert Gale, 81, stands in front of his dugout on Turley’s Hill

Hyland had packed up her Brisbane life and was tootling around the outback when the Covid pandemic started. “I got as far as White Cliffs,” she says.

“I like the peace and the tranquility, the friendly people. I thought I’d stay for a wee bit. I decided to stick it out.”

She says some can’t cope with the dust and the isolation, but others just fall in love with the place. The locals gather at the pub – a classic country multi-purpose hotel turned motel turned bar – in the evening for a natter on the veranda, she says.

The dinner table at Janette Bussell and Peter Seymour’s dugout in White Cliffs
The dinner table at Janette Bussell and Peter Seymour’s dugout in White Cliffs Photograph: Marco Serventi/The Guardian

People pitch in, help each other out, drop by for a chat and a cuppa, and look for opals.

“We go out for a noodle on the field … put together our jars of bright, shiny rocks,” Hyland says. “It’s a nice, peaceful thing to do.”

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