City girl’s move bittersweet
A year-and-a-half ago to the day, I took a giant leap of faith and decided to leave my friends and family in Perth, pack up house and quit my office job to start a new career and make a fresh start in life.
The only thing I knew about Karratha before I got here was that it was a mining town that was home to some famous canine called Red Dog that everyone went crazy for and there was a lot of red dirt.
A week before I left, people started telling me I was crazy. What could there possibly be for me in Karratha that I couldn’t get in Perth?
I wasn’t even sure how I would survive a year out of the city or if I even had it in me to be a journalist. I was petrified but the thought of not making a change to what had become somewhat of a miserable and monotonous life scared me more.
So I quit my day job, packed up my house and got on an early flight full of blokes wearing high-vis wondering where all the chicks were at?
Turns out, my giant leap of faith was one of the best decisions I ever made for my career and my life.
It took me two days to realise how ridiculous my pre-conceptions of Karratha were ... I knew almost immediately this was somewhere I could call home.
Coming here made me feel alive again; I finally had found a job which gave me purpose, in a wonderful community which I have grown more passionate about day by day.
Over these past 18 months I came to realise there was so much more to Karratha than the iron ore that gets dug out of our vast, dusty land.
It is home to some of the most spectacular stretches of coast imaginable, with 40,000-year-old Aboriginal rock art and beautiful green hills which stretch as far as the eye can see.
The beauty of this place takes my breath away every day and I feel incredibly lucky to be part of the small minority of West Australians who have been lucky enough to experience all that the Pilbara life has to offer.
My time in the region has given me precious memories, new friends and experiences I will take with me for the rest of my life.
A friend recently asked me what I loved most about my time living in Karratha, and without a doubt it has to be the people ... all you guys who have welcomed this “city girl” into the community with open arms.
I can honestly say this town has been the best second home I could have asked for but my time in K-town has come to an end and I am on to my next adventure.
Luckily, I’ll only be up the road in Hedland taking on a new position at the newspaper, the North West Telegraph, so you don’t get rid of me that easily.
Leaving is a bittersweet feeling for me but I am looking forward to this next exciting chapter in my great Northern adventure.
So bye for now, Karratha. It has been a pleasure.
A whale calf breaches near Malus Island in late September. Picture: Warren Angel