Yep, Lightning Ridge is Strange

Green car door

I had the following conversation at least three times with strangers in St. George, Queensland:

Stranger: “Have you been to Lightning Ridge yet?”

Me: “Not yet, but that’s our next stop.”

Stranger: (Knowing glances at companions, raised eyebrows, head nods) “It’s…well, it’s a strange place. I can’t really explain it, but you’ll know when you get there. Oh, and you gotta go to the Chambers of the Black Hand. It’s expensive, but well worth it.”

These encounters raised my expectations for Lightning Ridge, but I still didn’t know what to expect. It’s just south of the Queensland border in northwestern New South Wales, and markets itself as the black opal capital of the world.

I’m not sure what makes it so strange. Maybe the dust and the heat worms its way into the soul of the town, or it’s the relentless swarms of flies determined to sit on your face, your food, your skin. The flies alone were enough to drive me mad, but didn’t quite account for the spectacular oddness of the town.

Here’s what did:

Car Door Tours

car door tour lightning ridge

Disclaimer: not one of the tour doors but I forgot to photograph them. This is basically how they were set up though.

There are four self-guided tours set up around town: Green, Red, Blue, and Yellow. Normally you can pick up maps for $1 at the Visitor’s Centre, but our caravan park happened to have an extra one so our tours were on the house.

opal mine

Old mine site on the Yellow Car Door route.

The map makes you feel like you’re on a treasure hunt, as you try to match it with each numbered car door on your route. There are crazy houses, elaborate structures made of whatever materials happened to be around. It reminded me of Burning Man, though I’ve never been so don’t take my word for it.

beer house lightning ridge

YES this house is made out of beer cans and beer bottles.

My favorite was the Green tour, which takes you to the area’s first mine shaft. The shaft itself isn’t the attraction; I was there for the vast views from the lookout and the fascinating beer can house.

Sunset green car door

You can’t see the flies in this pic but trust me, they were there.

Chambers of the Black Hand

tourist attraction lightning ridge

The entry to the Chambers. A unique adventure indeed.

I was super-skeptical about this attraction, but I *think* the name is a reference to coal dust. It’s a defunct coal mine that has been transformed into an underground artwork-in-progress by miner Ron Canlin. He’s been carving famous figures into the sandstone walls for over 20 years, using a jackhammer, pickaxe, and the occasional kitchen knife. Admission is a hefty $35 per person but I was too stunned to care.

Here’s why:

entrance to mine

Are you ready for this? I sure wasn’t.

Last Supper and Frozen

I’ll say it: Anna and Elsa are creepy.

chambers black hand elephant

I did…not expect an elephant there.

Superheroes chambers black hand

Wonder Woman being stalked by Hulk and Spidey.

snow white dinosaur

You are correct, that is Snow White and the 7 Dwarves riding a raptor with an unidentified body strapped to the ceiling above them.

star wars carving

I know guys, I’m scared too.

man carved into sandstone wall

Hello from the other siiiiidddeee…Also, does God look a little bit like Lance Bass here or is it just me?

underground mine carvings

The hallway nightmares are made of.

I left with mixed feelings because of a run-in with the manager over racist comments and politics (a whole other story), but the whole thing was nuts.

Stanley the Emu

Giant emu and car

He’s got legs and he knows how to use ’em.

Outback artist John Murray (who I recognized from his work in Utes in the Paddock) has a gallery in the center of town, and one of his pieces stands 10 km out of town on the Castlereagh Highway. I insisted that we drive out to see Stanley and immediately fell in love.

Emu sculpture lightning ridge

I love his cute little orange heart so much.

Stanley is an 18m high emu built out of old VW hoods. He was originally set to be erected in Birdsville, but distance and bureaucracy made him a resident of the Ridge. Unable to get funding for the project, the community banded together and created him themselves.

Stanley emu from the front

Seriously my love for this emu knows no bounds.

Stanley has become a symbol of the town, but faces the direction of Birdsville, his ‘spiritual home.’ According to the plaque at his feet, he “is proof that what is too hard for others – is easy for The Ridge!”

I’m still not really sure how to describe Lightning Ridge—of course three days isn’t enough time for me to understand it—but I’d say ‘strange’ is accurate.

You’ll know when you get there.

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