Leaving Merredin we headed through Nungarin to Mangowine Homestead which is a National Trust property leased by the council. We are set up here for the week and the Warden, Bob, took us for a tour of the old homestead and surrounding buildings which was very informative and full of local history.
We are the only ones staying here at present and it is a bit warmer than our previous camps although the nights are cool. The flies are still very friendly when the breeze drops.
Took a drive into Mukinbudin, which I last saw in 1970 when working in the wheat belt. It hasn’t changed very much.
We walked to the top of the rock behind the homestead and added another rock to the cairn. Visited the family cemetery on another walk around the property.
The old Inn here was a stopover for people travelling to the gold fields from Toodyay in the west. A copy of Chloe hangs on the wall.
The Salmon Gums have been magnificent throughout the wheatbelt with their summer colours showing their best with the sun on them
We paid a visit to the markets at Nungarin and after saying our farewells to Bob on 4/4/17 we drove via Muka, for fuel, and across to Southern Cross where we purchased a WA Miner’s Right and a pie ( as you do).
50 km east of Southern Cross we pulled in at Karalee Rocks and Dam where we camped for a couple of nights. There were about 20 vans in there for the night.
We walked around the dam bank and along the old aquaduct out to the rocks which like many of the granite outcrops through the wheat belt were used to capture the rainfall.
Butcher birds and magpies along with the mandatory flies have been our companions here.
ANYHOW HAVE A GOOD ONE
Blowing an easterly this morning so it’s sure to be a warm one.
They like it that way and will make their presence known.
Some people call them friendly when upon them they do swarm
With small, medium and large ones buzzing like a storm.
Around your head they love to be in your ears and up your nose
Covering you in such numbers you can hardly see your clothes.
The tough ones love the Aerogard so don’t you be surprised
When they feast upon it mightily and crawl into your eyes.
The March ones like the colour blue, no matter light or dark
And will bite right through the clothing and really make you smart.
The short wave sends them flying right around your hand
To buzz into your ears and mouth and come back in to land.
We walk around under the veil and eat beneath the net
We’ve tried to beat them many ways but not succeeded yet.
To áve a good weegend my friend will take successive tries
But it wouldn’t be Australia without the bloody flies.
Mangowine Homestead April 2017 © TCD
26/4/17 saw us heading for Kalgoorlie.