All the buildings of the Mary Kathleen town are gone. There are some slabs left and an information sign in the town square. These terracota tiles are on the floor of what was the wet canteen.

I have vague memories from Cloncurry days of sitting in a car near this fountain while dad went inside somewhere.

I thought this plaque looked a bit new. I have since found a slide of Dad's showing the original plaque.

The big hole.

The is surprisingly little security no locked fences. It would be very possible to fall over the edge. Would not have to be too determined to go down for a swim. We didn't take a geiger counter 🙂