After reluctantly saying goodbye to green grass and shady areas, we headed off towards Longreach. Again, more desolation by way of dry land and no crops, poor cattle and roos littering the side of the road. I was becoming accustomed to seeing emus in the paddocks but can never become accustomed to the sight of stock in poor condition. First stop was at Tambo and I thought it was a lovely little… Read More
After leaving Begonia Station, we travelled onwards to Charleville. After three nights of free camping, the Princess (aka me) needed a shower and to wash clothes. It’s at this point that we begin to look forward to the camper trailer being finished and we know we will appreciate it more by the end of the trip. Camping is fine, don’t get me wrong, but even by this stage, we are getting sick… Read More
In the last post, I talked of Dad’s memories. This post is about how Begonia Station is now. I’d like you to meet Anne Young – owner of Begonia Station for the last 10 years. Anne grew up in Dulacca and her parents have always been involved on the land. Her dad was a shearer. Now, those who truly live on the land in Australia (properties, stations and the like spread around… Read More
I’m going to separate the posts on Begonia Station into two posts. This post is about the buildings and the area that Dad would remember but I don’t know if he was there during a time of drought or of rains. This time, it is very definitely in the grip of a particularly nasty drought. When I told Dad we were going through Dirranbandi and then St George he asked if we… Read More
So after a drive around Dirranbandi, we headed toward St George where we were aiming to stop for a late lunch by the Balonne River. I have a friend who has never been to St George and asked if I would take photographs for him, which of course, I did. The road to St George from Dirranbandi is all sealed and is a very easy road to travel on. The road was… Read More
Let me tell you a story. I was born in Dirranbandi, in 1964, on Cubbie Station (before it was, well, you know, Cubbie Station) to parents who were born and bred on the land. What they didn’t know about horses was not worth knowing. My dad’s name is Bill and he is 86yrs old this year (on Christmas Day). He has had somewhat of a hard knock life but as a true… Read More
Well, after a frenetic week with Damian finishing work and me tying up loose ends at home, we finally set off on Saturday morning (30 Nov) in the pouring rain. Not that we are complaining 🙂 Personally, my favourite weather is rain, rain and more rain – especially summer storms. We were treated to some glorious cloudy and misty scenery along the way. After a quick stop in Aratula to give Pepe… Read More
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