Category Archives: Far Horizons

Going Twice

G’Day Mob,

You may have thought buying an opal mine was big enough news for one year …. but wait: there’s more.

We have bought another farm.

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Going Once

G’Day Mob,

You would be forgiven for thinking Rocky Springs and all associated bovines, equines, canines and homo sapiens had fallen off the edge of the planet. Well, not quite, though it has been an eventful few months since I last posted way back in April.

Let me share the news with you gradually. Firstly – we have bought an opal mine!

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Fat

G’Day Mob,

There’s really no way around this. The festive season has been fat.

This is fantastic if you are a cow, not so fantastic if you are a working dog, dangerous if you are an oyster, and if you are a blog writer ….. well you know what I mean.

162 cows

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The Outback Odyssey Trilogy – Part 3

G’Day Mob,

 “For Lease: Boorara Station – 285,000 acres”the adventure continues…..

As the moon set over the cattle yards and the sun breached the eastern horizon we climbed out of swags and looked forward to the day. I followed the moon to the yards and penned my first Boorara animal – a big buck grey kangaroo. Most of the roos we had seen up to this point were the western reds, gorgeous creatures with coats of copper red.

We drove to the eastern part of the property and within half an hour had found a lot more than six goats. We drove over a stony range

OK, so "range" may be exaggerating

OK, so “range” may be exaggerating

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The Outback Odyssey Trilogy – Part 2

G’Day Mob,

 “For Lease: Boorara Station – 285,000 acres”the adventure continues…..

Wow, what a place!

There are twelve artesian bores on Boorara. These are flowing bores meaning the steaming hot water comes to the surface without the aid of pumps and until recently the water was left running and transferred across the landscape by man-made drainage channels. With government help all bores are now capped and the flow is controlled by valves and distributed by poly pipe.

The homestead artesian bore

The homestead artesian bore

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The Outback Odyssey Trilogy – Part 1

July 2013

G’Day Mob,

I had just walked in the door after a game of hockey when Brian casually handed me a newspaper advertisement: “For Lease: Boorara Station – 285,000 acres”.

Two hundred and eighty five THOUSAND acres

Two hundred and eighty five thousand OUTBACK acres

159 map

 

So Mob, want to come on an adventure?

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Down in the Dungeon

G’Day Mob,

If you google “Dungeon and Kwiambal” this is what you will find:

154 The Dungeon Lookout

This is the view I have seen several times as I’ve walked the marked track in Kwiambal National Park, about 40km from home, and peered into the deep gorge formed by the Severn River.

Several weeks ago I had plans to take the canoes and paddle the Severn upstream from The Dungeon, where the pools are long and deep. Somehow Brian got hold of that plan and gave it a shake. The canoes were left at home and Brian’s BFF, Col, was added instead. And now we were walking from the Parks-approved camping area, down the entire length of The Dungeon – probably not a Parks-approved activity.

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New Zealand Slide Night

G’Day Mob,

Way back when I was a child the old slide projector would be sporadically dragged out of the cupboard, dusted off and filled with images of Mum’s or Nan’s latest travel adventure. Sometimes the slide night would stretch on for hours.

While I’m not going to bombard you with a hundred photos, here is a sample from our recent romp to Northland in New Zealand. Put on the ugh boots, grab the hot chocolate, dive into the bean bag and let’s go.

143 kerikeri

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Paddling Outback Queensland

August 2012

G’Day Mob,

If you remember from the last post, Brian was away at a bush fire, Spy had run into a tree and we were due on holidays the day after.

Well amid the missing husband and the late afternoon run to the vets, I packed. First of all I erected the stretcher beds on the tray of the ute, then I poked the swags, esky, clothes, etc beneath them, threw the canoes on top, roped her all down and we were right to go.

Brian had a few comments when he returned but submitted to the superior womanly camping set-up.

and they're off

and they’re off

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Farms Don’t Let Go

August 2012

G’Day Mob,

Remember last post where we were discussing Bong Bong, Giggleswick and Punkeydoodles Corners in anticipation of our grand camping trip through Eulo and Toompine to Longreach? Well there is one point I forgot to mention – farms and livestock know when you are planning a holiday and they DON’T LET GO. Continue reading