Reflections after a year on the road


Some notable things have happened while we’ve been on the road,

Like the local staggering towards us in the middle of the road,

With his T shirt pulled up over his head against the burning sun

And a road train bearing down behind him he didn’t even run.

He staggered left just off the track and saved his skin instead,

Then staggered back behind the truck and carried on ahead.


Three lively lads and an ice cream van really quite amused me:

“Three ice creams please on credit and we’ll pay you for them Tuesday.”


“A coffee mate you’re joking, she’s all shut at lunchtime, nobody’s bloody open.”

In Grafton town we found it so, for he had rightly spoken.


“Gidday mate and what’s your name?”  asked the kid at Mataranka.

I told him mine and asked him his, “ I’m Malachi and this here’s Bubra thankya.”

He chatted a bit then had to go and head on back to camp,

To a humpy behind the tank stand in a spot that looked quite damp.


A murder of crows was marching in Brim right near the silo,

About 30 strong they marched along and flying seemed a no no.


A  back packer breakfast on The Murray was turned into a flurry

As a drop kooka stole it from their midst and took off in a hurry.


Baby galah’s dad nudged him up the tree, coaxing him ever higher,

You’ll soon see what I’m doing son when you turn into a flyer.


At Bitter Springs the water’s warm with floating the thing to do

And an evening around the campfire with Robbo’s didgeridoo.


To Barry’s songs at Bullara after damper with Damper John,

And jokes to split your sides as the evening moved along.


“We dint got no lecric, you got lecric?” The camper came and asked.

I checked and plugged it in for him. It was a simple task.


A circus at the dump point in Alice Springs we found

With a wayward toilet cassette getting quite a crowd around.

As “lecric’s “ mate and his missus kicked and shoved in vain

Struggling to get that cassette back into their van.

Finally a toilet brush was found to be the culprit.

It had blocked their way defiantly until a helper found it.


“I love this travelling around mate but my wife is not so sure,

She keeps on rolling out of bed and landing on the floor.”

After helping him set up his van so it was properly leveled

They each slept just like babes that night and didn’t wake disheveled.


In Ballarat the music flowed at The Aussie Jazz Convention

But our New Year’s Eve Party should really rate a mention

Just on dark in the caravan park the hillbillies appeared

With gummy smiles and hairy dials, and big dogs to be feared.



We enjoyed some good fishing when at Woodside Beach we stopped

In a park so full of rabbits that everywhere they hopped.


In Stawell they’re used to runners and most of them are fit

But a couple of local police raids saw our neighbours do a flit.


Haircuts have been a challenge as we travel state to state

With a recent one in Moora the worst one up to date.

A quick glance in the mirror brought a shout of “holy crap”

And a hurried rush outside,  to set the wild dog trap.


No doubt there will be more to come but it’s time to rest a while.

I hope you’ve enjoyed these musings and that they have helped you smile.


December 2016 C TCD


Welcome to The Wheat belt

November 29th saw us leave Nambung Station and drive across to Moora. It was my first time back there since 1969.

The council caravan park is very good and Shirley the caretake is a credit to the town and the park.

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The wheat harvest is almost finished in Moora for this year and has been a good one.

We walked the Carnaby’s Black Cockatoo Walk here where they are encouraging these endangered cockies back with tree plantings and artificial nest boxes.


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We have seen the Carnabys in a number of areas now from Lake Indoon, Eneabba, Half Way Mill Roadhouse and across to Nambung.

After 5 days in Moora we spent a night in Ballidu and have headed south to Wongan Hills. There are still thousands of acres of wheat to strip and it is good to hear of the good yields this season.

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This morning we went on The Christmas Rock Walk through bush land above Wongan Hills town. A small rock wall was built along parts of the rock to direct rain water into a dam used to supply water for steam engine boilers. The council now use it for town parks and gardens watering.

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There are still some wildflowers to be seen even though we are now getting into summer and definitely getting warmer days.

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We will stay in the wheat belt for the next couple of weeks finishing up in Toodyay where we are looking after a small alpaca stud for about 3 weeks over Christmas and New Year.

Nambung Station Stay

Drove via Jurien Bay and Cervantes to Nambung Station where we received a warm welcome from the manager Sonia, and set up camp for 5 days. The weather was warm and windy for all but our last day when we took the tour with Sonia to The Painted Desert and The Pinnacles in Nambung National Park.

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On the trip across the station we encountered kangaroos and emus and arrived at a part of the park which is accessible only from the station side. It was a memorable and informative visit thanks to Sonia who has a lifetime of knowledge about the area and its flora and fauna.















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Our time here inspired another poem and I will let it do the talking:

Nambung Station Stay in WA

So come to Nambung Station

Where stars fill the night time sky,

Where Brian musters his merinos

With a dog with a very strong eye.

There is a big fat cat at Nambung,

Big Boo is truly his name,

His mate is a dog called Tilly,

She was born out in the rain.

The alpaca are Barney and Fee

And their cries make Sonia’s day,

As some of the crew that lives here

At Nambung Station Stay.


There’s a quarter horse called Goldie

More brown really than roan.

Keeping company with alpaca

Really makes him groan.

Beside him in the next paddock

Two goats for him to enjoy,

As Billy and Nanny are dancing

Like The Wild Colonial Boy.


The pet sheep are Ewe and Wether

And they didn’t come very near,

Due to respect for a bull named Nelson

Whose bellow causes them fear.

He comes from the stud Waterloo,

A solid lump of a boy,

Whose mate  Half Nelson too

Is also a bull to annoy.


Donkeys Jenny, Jaffa and Kelly

Are ready to make you aware,

That they love a scratch and a cuddle

And some ruffling of their hair.

There are Carnaby’s Cockies and parrots,

Shingleback lizards there too,

Plus a Western Longneck Tortoise

Brian will bring to show you.


Take the tour to The Painted Desert

With Kangaroos seen on the way,

Old man emu with little ones fleeing

As they rapidly raced on their way.

Sand dunes and pinnacles are amazing

With words so few to describe,

And we say a thank you to Sonia

For taking us all for the ride.


So spend some time at Nambung

And enjoy the shifting sands,

Plus a different view of the pinnacles

Amidst unique expansive lands.

Learn of native flora and fauna

And learn to rest a while

Right here at Nambung Station

It’s certain to make you smile.