Bad Ground: Inside the Beaconsfield Mine Rescue

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Bad Ground is the exclusive, authorised story of the 14-day entombment and rescue of Beaconsfield miners Brant Webb and Todd Russell and the fascinating aftermath. The blast and rock fall which occurred one kilometre underground on Anzac Day, 25 April 2006 killed their fellow worker, Larry Knight and left their shift manager in doubt they were also dead. Tony Wright's enthralling, often spine-chilling narrative begins with a masterfully rendered portrait of the small Tasmanian mining township in which the drama unfolded, a township that revealed to him its deepest secrets.

Bad Ground reads like a psychological thriller as it follows the many intriguing and moving developments surrounding its central characters and their families, above ground and deep down below.
 

Contents

PROLOGUE SWEAT OF THE
4
A DAY AT THE OFFICE
33
DO YOU COPY LARRY?
55
THREE MEN MISSING
68
WISH UPON A STAR
93
HAS HE GOT AIR?
107
STRANGERS IN THE STREETS
130
BROKEN ON THE ROCK
143
THE COOL KID IN GRADE 12
189
VOICES FROM THE DEAD
216
JUST ONE CHANCE
229
THE ANGLE OF REPOSE
242
HATSY TO THE RESCUE
257
PICTURES FROM THE DARK
281
BAD GROUND ABOVE AND BELOW
304
EPILOGUEALL THAT PASSES
337

A MESSAGE FROM BEYOND
157
THE CRUSH ZONE
176

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Page 18 - They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old : Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them.
Page 43 - The time to go there is when the machines are roaring and the air is black with coal dust, and when you can actually see what the miners have to do. At those times the place is like hell, or at any rate like my own mental picture of hell. Most of the things one imagines in hell are there — heat, noise, confusion, darkness, foul air, and, above all, unbearably cramped space. Everything except the fire, for there is no fire down there except the feeble beams of Davy lamps and electric torches which...
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Page 163 - Newton made similar observations and summed them up in his third law of motion: For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
Page 84 - ... clothed in new suits, and ironed ; and it is curious to observe with what nonchalance some of these fellows will turn the jingling of their chains into music whereto they dance and sing. Two rows of sleeping-berths, one above the other, extend on each side of the between-decks of the convict-ship, each berth being six feet square, and calculated to hold four convicts, every one thus possessing eighteen inches space to sleep in...
Page 42 - At these times the place is like hell, or at any rate like my own mental picture of hell. Most of the things one imagines in hell are there— heat, noise, confusion, foul air, darkness, and, above all, unbearably cramped space.
Page 307 - Why is it, is it the strength of the seam, or the wealth of the seam, that you continue to send men in to work in such a dangerous environment?

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