DAY 5. Town 9: Today I moved on from Cunnamulla aiming for Augathella, some 284 KM away. En-route I stopped at Wyandra (winner of Tidy Village 2002), for a coffee at the village Post Office and Stores. I mean, with a sign outside declaring “Friendly Service” who would not stop there?
The “Friendly Service” sign is indeed quite appropriate as Kim and her husband gave me a warm welcome and a great pot of coffee. The duo apparently moved to Wyandra in around 2007 at a time when the place looked like a lunar landscape. Today, it was quite green, not through lots of rain, but a number of consistent small downpours. For water, a bore sunk into the Great Artesian Basin in 1910 to a depth of 2km provides the the stores with a regular supply already heated to 45 degrees. This supplies all water and heating for the house.
I had a shower at Cunnamulla this morning using the same Artesian water where you can not help but notice the sulphur smell that comes with it. Indeed, I did wonder if I would smell better or worse following the shower! The water is however very soft with the smallest amount of soap creating a great lather.
After buying a couple of souvenir Wyandra mugs I had to move on but if you are ever in the area I would recommend popping in to Wyandra Post Office for some genuine friendly service.
After Wyandra I stopped briefly at Charlieville. Charlieville has a Cosmos Centre which means it is perhaps best visited at night. I called by to use the toilet where to my surprise a frog sat in the bowl looking up at me before it quickly dived round the U-bend to go back from where it had came. I mentioned this phenomena to the assistant who looked at me as though I was probably rarer than some of the meteors they house in their collection!
When stopping, perhaps to take a photo, along some of these long outback roads you can not help but notice the stench coming from some dead and decaying animal, most likely a Kangaroo. I was therefore a bit surprised that I encountered this same stench when walking up the hardware isle in the Chalieville IGA supermarket. I can not be specific about where it came from, but can only assume there was a rotting Kangaroo on one of the shelves (either that or perhaps a workman or removes such things had recently been shopping?). It did not appear to put any other shoppers off as the IGA appeared to be the hub of activity in this otherwise sleepy town.
I finally managed to reach my goal of Augathella at about 1pm. Now, with it being a Saturday afternoon and a rural country town the place was closed and so quiet it almost resembled a ghost town. The town (or maybe village) looks very pretty with the shops well spaced out and all painted in a tidy manner. The residents certainly appear to take pride in the location. It is just a shame I cold not meet any of them so decided to move on to Blackall, via Tambo, where I would stay the night.
Blackall is a moderate size town with a population of 1,160, roughly the same as Cunnamulla but how different a town it is. Even though everywhere was closed the town centre looks prosperous and well cared for.
Now Blackall has several claims to fame. Firstly, a legendary shearer by the name of Jack Howe sheared a total of 321 sheep in 7 hours and 40 minutes, a record for hand shears that still stands, and was only broken by electric shears in 1950 with their introduction. The town also lays claim to being the holder of one of the ‘Black Stumps‘ which after passing means you are in the outback. However, a number of other towns also claim to have the ‘original’ black stump so who knows!
Also, just outside of Blackall lies part of the Dog Fence. Today, the wild dog barrier fence is administered by the Department of Primary Industries and Fisheries. It is about 2500 km long and protects 26.5 million ha of sheep and cattle grazing country. Originally built in the 1950’s this is a lot shorter than its original 5,600 KM length.
From the outline of the tree I think its a Brachychiton Rupestris, otherwise called a Queensland Bottle Tree. I wonder why?
are you sure the stench is not from your shower this morning? 😛 Cool shot of Kim and her husband, I wanna see more of that.
When at augethella you need to sing this song!
Farewell and adieu to you, Brisbane ladies
Farewell and adieu, you maids of Toowong
We’ve sold all our cattle and we have to get a movin’
But we hope we shall see you again before long.
Chorus:
We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true Queensland drovers
We’ll rant and we’ll roar as onward we push
Until we return to the Augathella station
Oh, it’s flamin’ dry goin’ through the old Queensland bush.
The first camp we make, we shall call it the Quart Pot,
Caboolture, then Kilcoy, and Collington’s Hut,
We’ll pull up at the stone house, Bob Williamson’s paddock,
And early next morning we cross the Blackbutt.
Chorus
Then on to Taromeo and Yarraman Creek, lads,
It’s there we shall make our next camp for the day
Where the water and grass are both plenty and sweet, lads,
And maybe we’ll butcher a fat little stray.
Chorus
Then on to Nanango, that hard-bitten township
Where the out-of-work station-hands shit in the dust,
Where the shearers get shorn by old Tim, the contractor
Oh, I wouldn’t go near there, but I flaming well must!
Chorus
The girls of Toomancie they look so entrancing
Like bawling young heifers they’re out for their fun
With the waltz and the polka and all kinds of dancing
To the rackety old banjo of Bob Anderson.
Chorus
Then fill up your glasses, and drink to the lasses,
We’ll drink this town dry, then farewell to them all
And when we’ve got back to the Augathella Station,
We hope you’ll come by there and pay us a call.
@Yewenyi – A great song there with all the local names. Do you know when it dates from?