Hello
from Queensland!
On
Saturday Elisa and I helped Charmaine to spread out some of the mulch we had
made on the front beds. In the evening,
Elisa and I attended Easter Vigil Mass at the local Parish. The Mass was very
similar to the way we celebrate Easter at home.
At the end of Mass the priest handed out gummy candy to everyone as a
special Easter treat.
Me and Elisa on our way to Mass |
Easter
morning we made chocolate chip pancakes ate them with fruit for a
breakfast. We then drove to the
neighboring town of Penguin to attend the Sunday markets. The market stalls are set up in a large
building which was good since it was raining.
The markets had local crafts, foods, antiques, books, clothes, and other
junk/treasures.
Penguin Markets |
For
Easter dinner Wayne and Charmaine invited their neighbors and fellow helpx
hosts, John and Glenda, and their current helpers, Ice from Hong Kong, and
Katie from Germany, to join us for dinner.
We ate a lovely meal of sausages, chicken, green salad, potato salad,
carrots, and rolls. For conversation John and Alex discussed the current and
future problems of a world based on oil consumption.
Easter Dinner |
And for dessert we had
Germany apple pie. German apple pie has
the sugar and spices mixed into the pie crust and in place of a top crust the
remaining dough is just sprinkled in pieces on top. It was very sweet and delicious.
German Apple Pie |
Monday
morning I helped Charmaine to pull out five hydrangea bushes from Glenda’s
garden so we could transplant them over in Charmaine’s garden. Pulling out such large bushes was a lot of
work, but Charmaine and I had fun chatting while we worked. In order to pull out the huge bushes we had
to first chop off all of the branches.
Then we used a pick axe to dig a trench around the base of the
bush.
Diggin out Hydrangea |
We also saw some very colorful
Tasmanian mushrooms in the back corners of Glenda’s garden.
Tuesday
was a very exciting and yet sad day. It
was the day I flew out of Tasmania.
Wayne and Charmaine drove me to the airport, and I said a very heartfelt
good-bye. Wayne and Charmaine were such
wonderful hosts. They treated me like a
member of the family and were always thinking of things to see and do that
would interests me and the other helpers who were staying. I loved Charmaine’s cooking and watching
music concerts with her on DVD. Wayne
always had an interesting opinion or topic to discuss, and he was willing to
let me help him with the painting and outside work. And I will of course miss Toby, who would sit
with me on the couch while we watched Big Bang Theory. I don’t think I could ever express how
grateful I am to Wayne and Charmaine for their kindness and hospitality. And some day I hope to see them again, either
in America or on another trip to Australia.
Flying out of Tassie |
Late
Tuesday I landed in Cairns in Queensland.
All of my flights and plane changes went without a hitch. While I sat in the Melbourne airport, a
little girl, almost two years old, was waiting for the same flight with her
parents. I was sitting in the corner
over by the window, and she kept coming over to sit next to me and “chat”. She actually could not talk yet, but she
would point at things and happily burble.
I felt honored to be chosen as her confidant.
I
spent the night in a backpackers’ hostel in Cairns and the next morning I
caught a very early bus out to the middle of Queensland. The ride was almost eight hours. We drove through several mountain passes,
past tropical plants, large ant hills, avocado, banana, mango, coffee, and
sugar cane plantations. The farther
inland we traveled the drier it became.
The last town we stopped in was Georgetown. The surrounding country is scrub land and
while during the rainy season there is plenty of water, currently the landscape
appears very dry.
View from the bus |
And just outside of
Georgetown the bus met my new hostess, Belinda, and her five dogs, on the side
of the highway. Kutchera station is my
new residence for the next few weeks.
The station raises Brahman cattle on over 200,000 acres. Belinda runs the whole station pretty much on
her own. She occasionally has a station
hand or backpackers come through who help her, but for the last eight years she
has been managing the station without any other assistance.
Kutchera Station |
The
same night I arrived, Belinda’s recently hired station hand, Dan, arrived. Dan worked at Kutchera a few years ago. Besides the cattle, there are five horses,
five chooks, eight dogs, and orphan calves to feed near the house. And out on the property itself there are wallabies,
birds, wild pigs, snakes, lizards, and dingoes.
Goanna that wondered up near the house |
On
Thursday morning, Dan and Belinda worked on welding the last pieces onto a new
loading ramp for the trucks.
Dan welding |
In the
evening we feed and locked in all the animals.
The orphan calves are fed some pelts and the two of the smaller ones are
given powdered milk.
Feeding the orphan calves |
Friday
morning was spent in trying to take out parts from under the large dozer that
Belinda uses to repair roads that wash out during the rainy season. Unfortunately the parts that had to be taken
out to be replaced were right under the back of the dozer in a place that was
very hard to maneuver around.
Belinda driving the dozer |
Belinda
had to do grocery and supply runs for most of the weekend, so on Saturday
morning I cleaned out the battery boxes on the sides of the dozer while Dan dug
out a pad for concrete in the cattle yards.
After lunch I helped Dan to start leveling out the base of the pad. Belinda would like to pour concrete around
the cattle crush so that she can set up her gear for de-horning and branding
the cattle right there.
Sunday
was our day off. Belinda believes that every
week we should have some time off from doing the station work or else everyone
goes sour on it. Dan took me with him to
see if he and his dog, Rocky, could rind and catch any wild pigs.
Rocky |
We didn’t find any pigs, but we did get to
ride the motor bike through some beautiful country. Even though Queensland is full of scrub and
seems to be quite dry, during the wet season heavy rains pour down washing out
roads and fences and then filling up natural watering holes and lagoons. These wet areas are home to many birds, fish,
and plants. Many of the lagoons are
filled with beautiful water lilies.
Lagoon |
Water Lily |
Brolgas near the lagoon |
On
Monday Belinda and Dan finished replacing the parts for the dozer and in the
afternoon two more helpers arrived.
Jeremy and Brian are from the LA area in California and they are excited
to work in the outback as part of their Australian trip.
Tuesday
morning the boys laid out the rebar and frame work for the concrete slab while
Belinda and I worked on replacing the rear brakes on one of the motor
bikes. Belinda had me take apart the
rear brake system for one of the bikes and clean out all the dirt and
rust. Being a mechanic is very messy
work.
Belinda replacing the brakes on one of the motor bikes |
Wednesday
morning the three guys started pouring the concrete in the slab. Belinda and I had to drive into town to get
some more bags of concrete.
The highway into down is mainly just one strip of asphalt with the occasional passing area in between. So when cars meet on the single strip they have to drive with one wheel off the road in order to pass.
Georgetown is a small town but it does have the necessities: grocery store, gas station, post office, pub, and a small building where people can buy anything from horse feed and spare sprinkler parts to bags of concrete.
Pouring concrete |
The highway into down is mainly just one strip of asphalt with the occasional passing area in between. So when cars meet on the single strip they have to drive with one wheel off the road in order to pass.
Outback driving |
Georgetown is a small town but it does have the necessities: grocery store, gas station, post office, pub, and a small building where people can buy anything from horse feed and spare sprinkler parts to bags of concrete.
After
pouring the concrete slab, on Thursday morning we got all our supplies together
and headed out on the motor bikes to work on repairing the breaks in the boundary
fence. The fence has the occasional snapped wire or
loose post, but the hardest parts to fix are the flood gates. Flood gates are where the fence crosses one
of the numerous little creeks or streams that run between the properties. During the wet season these little creeks
grow into huge, gushing rivers full of downed trees and debris that flow right
through the fences.
Once the fence itself is repaired at these creeks, we must then hang logs, called brushing, underneath the wires to add weight to pull the fence down low enough so that the cattle cannot walk through the river and under the fence.
Putting up new fence where the water knocked down the old fence |
Once the fence itself is repaired at these creeks, we must then hang logs, called brushing, underneath the wires to add weight to pull the fence down low enough so that the cattle cannot walk through the river and under the fence.
Belinda stringing up brushing under the fence |
We
spent all of Thursday, Friday, and Saturday working our way through over 200 km
of fence. The days were very hot and we
would often immerse ourselves in the creeks during our lunch break to cool
off. On the three motor bikes we had two
chain saws for cutting trees that had fallen on the fences, an axe to hammer in
posts, pliers, wire, cloth cool bags full of frozen water bottles, five people,
and Dan’s dog, Rocky. Every day we would
return hot, dusty, and tired, but we had plenty of laughs during the day.
On Friday we drove out to the farthest point on the boundary and we ended up riding through the scrub for over an hour in the dark on our way home. I thought we were going to end up lost for sure, but after eight years, Belinda knows her way around the property pretty well. The stars in the night sky were gorgeous and Belinda pointed out some of the different constellations to me, the most obvious was the Southern Cross. The Southern and Northern Hemispheres each have a different celestial pole which means that from the North Pole a person would not be able to see any of the stars that a person would be able to see from the South Pole and vice-versa. So from Australia I can see some of the same stars that I would be able to see from home, but there are also some different stars. I can still see the Milky Way though. J
Dan, Belinda, Jeremy, and Brian out fencing |
On Friday we drove out to the farthest point on the boundary and we ended up riding through the scrub for over an hour in the dark on our way home. I thought we were going to end up lost for sure, but after eight years, Belinda knows her way around the property pretty well. The stars in the night sky were gorgeous and Belinda pointed out some of the different constellations to me, the most obvious was the Southern Cross. The Southern and Northern Hemispheres each have a different celestial pole which means that from the North Pole a person would not be able to see any of the stars that a person would be able to see from the South Pole and vice-versa. So from Australia I can see some of the same stars that I would be able to see from home, but there are also some different stars. I can still see the Milky Way though. J
Today
is Sunday again, and everyone is taking a much needed break. And tomorrow the work will begin again.
I
hope you are all enjoying a beautiful Spring.
Love,
Hana
Sunset on the station |
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