Posted on December 28, 2015
Sometimes given the condition or location of a seat the best option is maybe to just stand around and take in the ambience of a small country town. In this case it is Taralga, New South Wales.
Posted on December 12, 2015
You can still smell the sweat and feel hard work that has gone into the property as you wander around the Seaton Farm. Farming in the late depression years was challenging. The Seatons worked the land, built the structures, created dams and these marvellous fences.
This property is a credit to the Seatons and their endurance, courage and tirelessness.
The property is part of the Weddin Mountains National Park (near Grenfell NSW), probably more famous for Ben Hall’s Cave. The walk to the farm and its surrounds captured my imagination more than the cave.
Posted on December 1, 2015
What more can you ask for – a great camp spot overlooking the Moonie River (in southern Queensland) on one side and the Nindigully Pub on the other side. Refreshing all round!
Posted on November 27, 2015
Posted on May 7, 2015
The Geelong Powerhouse has not generated power for over 45 years and sits abandoned. Well, nearly abandoned, except for an awesome display of legal street art from 220 plus artists. It is worth noting the building is some 6 stories high and covers 3000 square metres.
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Posted on November 16, 2014
Tucked away a couple of hundred kilometres west of Cairns is the small town of Chillagoe. The rainforest and the wet tropics quickly disappear and you are into dry country with lots of rocks and dust. Once a bustling smelting town, it is now much quieter. Don’t make the mistake however of thinking because there is no hustle and bustle there is nothing to do. Quite the opposite.
Play golf, go swimming, explore the smelting history, go caving or take a cool ale at one of the pubs. No need to set an alarm, the galah chorus will get you up on time. You can easily check the weather before your planned activities too!
Posted on July 19, 2014
Sitting amongst other forgotten household pieces were these items of a children’s playground.
No longer are they treasured or able to enjoy the laughter and squeals of children at play. There were probably times too when the hot western Queensland sun on the slippery dip or the crotchety splinters in the see-saw caused other squeals from the little ones.
There are no more laughter or squeals however as they rest forlornly in a distant farm paddock.
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