Latest news, historic mining stories, and more.

Disrupting traditional means of tenement management

We first began our tenement management journey in 2010, with the goal of assisting exploration companies and prospectors to get mining sooner. We were one of two tenement management businesses operating from Kalgoorlie-Boulder at the time and have since increased our standing by 83%.

In 2019, after 4 years of developing our tenement management database software, we morphed into a technology-based company. Our software lead us to win an Innovation and Technology award and soon after, we were recognised by global explorers who sought a better process to manage their tenements abroad and in Western Australia.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

We hope you are enjoying the festivities and taking a well-earned break.

Looking forward to reconnecting with you in the new year, ‘til then stay safe and keep smiling.

Office will resume normal duties on Tuesday 4th January 2022

From the team at Global Tenements

Kalgoorlie Christmas Parade 2021

Managing Director, Tracy Browning, had the best view in town yesterday at the Christmas Parade held on the mainstreet of Kalgoorlie-Boulder. 

"Love being waved at by a enormous mechanic beast that is at eyesight from the second story balcony of Mechanics Hall in Kalgoorlie. Who said the mining industry couldn't be creative." - Tracy Browning.

Check out our short snip of the parade.

Winning land tenure: Why attempt extraordinary efforts just to await ballot?

By Tracy Browning

Recently, I was alerted to an opportunity to pick up ground due to a compulsory partial surrender of an Exploration Licence. The ground was set for public release at 8.30am.

I began the online application process for the 1 block Exploration Licence (ELA) and within minimal time, the application including the supporting documentation and payment of relevant fees was lodged.

A far cry from my early days in tenement management where we would wait outside the Department of Mines, Industry Regulations and Safety (DMIRS) offices for their doors to open, get the application stamped then await ballot to decide who would win the ground.

In those days, the application was required to be lodged at the DMIRS office that administered the mineral field. I was often travelling to Coolgardie, Leonora or Norseman to assist my clients pick up ground.

John Howard’s Worst Decision. Landslide victory ends in one (jail) term wonder

By Anne Skinner | Eidsvold, Central Queensland | 31 March 1936

John Howard was on his way to the biggest win of his life.

Nothing could stop him now!

He was all set to reap the rewards of his hard work. First, though, he needed a wardrobe befitting his new status.

With all the confidence of an aspiring prime minister about to cast his election day vote, buoyed by a tailwind of positive polls and a favourable media, Howard entered the Eidsvold gentlemen’s outfitters, selected a snazzy new suit, a pair of leather dancing shoes and a fine felt hat, as well as a suitcase to put them all in, and slapped two £5 notes down onto the shop counter.

Too busy planning his next three years to notice the keen glance the shopkeeper shot him, he almost pranced out of the shop with glee. It was a landslide win! He'd done it! He’d got away with stealing more money than he'd ever dreamed of! And now he was spending it!

Mentally voting himself the canniest bushranger of all time – and soon to be the suavest, once he'd donned his new wardrobe – Howard decided to round off the day with a few wagers on the races before heading south to Sydney and a life of abundance and ease.

He was in the betting shop, about to lay another stolen fiver on a horse with short odds and good prospects for a first at the finishing post, when the long arm of the law fell across his shoulders. Looking up into the stern face of a large Sergeant, Howard felt his own prospects shrinking to a view of the blank wall of the Eidsvold Police lockup.

The world's suavest bushranger was about to become a one-term wonder – a jail term, that is.

It wasn’t supposed to end like this....

Eastern Goldfields Alluvial Miners Attack Premier with Umbrella

In the last years of the 1890s the law regarding alluvial mining vs reef mining came to head in a number of protests.  It was the closest the Eastern Goldfields in Western Australia came to having a Eureka moment.  Large numbers of mounted police were transported to the fields and the Premier John Forrest was attacked by an umbrella (which became a symbol of the resistance).

A regulation was introduced known as the “Ten-foot regulation”.  The regulation was brought in to protect reef miners from claims of alluvial miners which subsequently put a large number of alluvial miners in the Fremantle jail.  Nobody knew where the reefs started and finished.  Under the new act alluvial miners were not allowed to dig within 50 feet of a reef and they were limited to only ten feet in depth.  It was widely known that the layer of overburden that the gold was found under was at least 100 feet or deeper. 

John Forrest went off to a Federation Convention over East leaving Edward Wittenoom to put this into action.  With effigies of Forrest and Wittenoom hanging from hotel balconies and being set on fire, this upset a number of political leaders in Perth.  Wittenoom even braved the wrath of miners who drowned out his speeches with hoots and jeers. Mounted police became a feature on the streets of Kalgoorlie to control the crowds turning out to protest the regulation. 

Diggers and Dealers 2021

Every year the Diggers and Dealers Conference blows into Kalgoorlie-Boulder like a swift tornado grasping at the town with full force. From all over Australia, the Mining sector gathers for a few days of 'wheeling and dealing' and despite no eastern state representatives attending in person due to COVID lockdowns, there were over 2400 people to talk to. All and all, this was a very positive Diggers as attendees were be able to meet in large numbers without masks and Global Tenements was happy to take part.

The Body In The Shaft

Police try in vain to solve the Great Wedderburn Mystery | by Anne Skinner

The young man didn’t die alone. The bullet hole in the back of his skull proved that. And how many men can bury themselves?

Although the murder happened just out of town, it seems no-one heard the shot, there were no witnesses and – as the next few years were to prove – no-one to miss him.

As the Great Depression gnawed through the 1930s, the old gold mining town of Wedderburn hosted almost as many people looking for work as had flocked there during the height of the gold rush, more than 80 years before. They came and went, drifting into town one day and gone the next.

It was a great time and place for a murder.

One fine, hot January day in 1937, at the best guess about six months after that unheard shot, Wedderburn prospector Herbert Weston made a decision that was to haunt him for the rest of his life. If such a thing were possible, it even turned him off gold – or at least the search for it.

Herbert decided to revisit an old shaft he’d dug a few years previously. He hadn’t found any gold in it back then, but his luck had been pretty poor lately and he’d got to thinking… maybe paydirt was just a few shovel-loads further down. He would sink the shaft a bit deeper and see if he could turn his fortunes around.

Herbert took his mate Neal Thompson along to help. Someone seemed to have chucked a lot of debris and soil into it since he’d last been there, which was a nuisance as it meant more work for them. The pair began to dig. A few minutes later, one spade struck something hard. Excitedly, they scraped the soil away.

But what they found was no gold nugget. It was the top of a human skull, with strands of light brown hair still clinging to it.....

Menzies to Kalgoorlie Bike Race

June 5, 2021 By 

Australia’s Richest Handicap Cycle Race

Cycling has been part of the Goldfields since the courier cyclist in the 1890’s carried messages around the Goldfields before the telegraph line came to the region. This year’s Minara Resources Goldfields Cyclassic will continue as a two-stage handicap race across the rich and historic landscape of the Western Australian outback from Kalgoorlie-Boulder to Menzies and on to Leonora....

South Kalgoorlie -How it came to be

Western Mail 26th Dec 1946

Ex-servicemen have banded together for a building project at Kalgoorlie

The Housing Problem   –    Enterprise on the Goldfields        by K, Douglas

DUE to the initiative and willingness of a band of ex servicemen, a model community centre is well under way to being completed at Salisbury-road, South Kalgoorlie, The area is adjacent to the Kalgoorlie racecourse, and in the heyday of the goldfields was a well built on area.

Those responsible for the scheme are members of the 2/28th Battalion Association, and the 24th Tank Attack Association, who found they had men in their associations who had no accommodation for housing their families.

WITH other goldfields men who had served in the A.I.F,  R.A.N., and R.A.A.F., a total number of 22 formed themselves into a mutual help organisation, with the Intention of providing homes for themselves and their families.

By each man contributing to a fund, £1,300 was. raised. This purchased the land, and by dispatching two of their members to Wiluna, the Lake Way Hostel, a dwelling of 22 rooms, was bought. Materials from this dwelling will complete the first six homes.


A Nugget of Gratitude

April 3, 2021 By Moya Sharp

The Donors Of Famous Nugget:  Mrs. Lynch, the first woman to be married at Coolgardie, and her sister, Mrs. Airey and inset the brooch on which is mounted the original nugget of gold found by Paddy Hannan at Kalgoorlie and presented to Mrs. Lynch by the famous prospector himself.

There have been bids from all over the world, but up to the present, the owner has refused all offers and has now asked the Lord Mayor of Perth (Dr. T. W. Meagher) to dispose of the nugget in aid of the war funds.

The owner of the famous piece of gold is Mrs Clara Lynch, now a resident of Southern Cross, but who has the distinction of being the first girl to have been married at Coolgardie. She went to the famous gold town In 1892 and a year later, at the age of 15, she was appointed manageress of Evan Wisdom’s Exchange Hotel.

She had known both Bayley and Patrick Hannan at Parker’s Range in 1892. Her next meeting with Hannan was in December 1893 – six months after the discovery which rocked the world. The famous prospector came to the Exchange Hotel in Coolgardie, very ill through drinking bad water. Mrs. Lynch (known as Miss Clara Saunders at that time), whose fame had spread throughout the Goldfields for her willing help to distressed prospectors, gave up her own bedroom to ensure that he would be comfortable.

Cecil Turton’s Lucky Day

Sometimes you just have to go with your gut

By Anne Skinner

Mufulira, Northern Rhodesia, 1937

Cecil Turton didn’t normally go in for loitering outside the mine manager’s office. In later years, he could never quite remember what he had been doing there in the hot Northern Rhodesian sunshine on that day in 1937. But he never forgot the words he heard his boss say through the open window. Even when the former British colony was renamed Zambia at its independence nearly 30 years later, Cecil was still telling the story of the luckiest day of his life.

“Buy those ABC Mine shares,” he heard the manager urge an anonymous other in the room. “Buy up big. They’re going to double overnight and keep on going up, I’m telling you.”

Cecil strode home, his gut churning and his brain racing. Should he withdraw his slender life savings from the bank and sink them into those shares? Of course, he’d first have to get it past Evelyn, his frugal wife, who was bound to object. Hang on, what if he didn’t tell her? She’d have to know sometime, but one of Cecil’s lifelong personal rules was to do the deed and apologise later, if caught.

Blast it! He earned the wages and he’d jolly well buy as many of those shares as he could! The mine manager was a canny Scotsman, after all. His advice – even though not directed at himself – was bound to be right.


Cecil was due a bit of good luck. He’d turned to underground mining after stints as a farmer and a driller. Both careers had ended more or less in tears. The promising citrus farm in South Africa had gone broke after their bumper crop of oranges rotted on the London docks during a snap wharfie strike. He’d loathed the British ever since, even though he’d married an English girl looking for a new life on the Dark Continent after losing her first husband to the 1914-18 war.


Here's what our Clients have to say...