|Queen Mary falls Toolom Falls|
nights in Toolom falls with beautiful weather. The weekend was fairly busy
with campers but the sound of the waterfall drowned out any other sound.
Sunday to Warwick. It was ad dead as a doornail but Monday morning was
another story. A quick visit to Aldi and to a campsite which had the thick
of approval in the camps book but when it is overcast and looking like
rain I decided to move on. The countryside is very appealing. Mountainous
on the horizon and flowing fields with sunflowers, corn, sorghum and the
Tuesday a quick walk through Toowoomba, filled up with fuel and drove to the Bunya Mountains. Spend the night practically beside all the TV towers at 1100 M. Toowoomba was chilly in the morning but that is only 500 M. When I woke up it was 16 degrees. It was a twisty misty way down to Kingaroy. Some shopping and the laundry. Off to Gayndah via Murgon. As soon as I get to a few hundred meters above sea level the temperature improves but the rain keeps the temperature down.
Next day to Biloela where I am volunteering with blaze aid. If you want to know more: http://blazeaid.com/
Biloela campsite for blazeaid. Rainbow is NOT photoshop.
April. When I arrived in Biloela I was met by the coordinator who made
me very welcome and showed me a place to park. Water and electricity
provided. A nice flat grassed area in heritage park. There are only
about twenty people here but this number changes frequently as people
are coming and going. The work comprises of cleaning the fence of any
debris, straightening the posts, or putting them back in place when they
are washed away, and repairing broken barb wire and straining the line.
Blazeaid has a lot of equipment and they are very well organised. The
day starts with the alarm going off at 5.30 AM. Cuppa tea and a bit of
news on TV. 6.15 we have muster. This is getting informed about the days
work. Breakfast is laid out and help yourself. They have bacon and eggs
sausages and cereals or toast and spreads. If you go to a farm who
supplies you with morning tea and lunch all you have to do is bring
water. You can take anything you like out of the fridge. If the farmer
does not supply lunch you have an enormous variety of different toppings
you can put in your lunchbox. The work is hard and the first couple of
days I was out of breath all the time. The temperature and humidity are
still high which does not help. I am slowly getting used to the work and
after five days here I am already promoted to team leader which does not
mean much and because I am here with a motorhome I can not drive to the
farm. Everyone is here with a caravan. At night we also have a muster
when we explain what we have done during the day followed by dinner. No
complains here. About 7.30 PM everyone goes home. Most go to bed early
because they are exhausted from the work.
9 April. Winter has arrived. The previous evening a jumper had to be worn to dinner. This morning 8 degrees. It is my day off and cleaning chores. Laundry, washing bus inside and out and an extra blanket on the bed. The cold weather is great during the day when working but not so good at night. Instead of digging holes to put the ripped out posts in yesterday's farmer had a hydraulic ram which saved a lot of backbreaking work. We got the job finished and the farmer could put his cattle in the paddock without it wandering in to neighbours yards.
16 April. Slowly getting used to the work. Still dead tired at the end of the day. Every Saturday night there is farmers night, this is when the farmers we have worked for are invited for a meal. Tonight's meal will be provided by the Rotary club. Beautiful weather, laundry done and house cleaned.
23 April. Time goes very fast. The week is over before you know it. Only one day rain and miserable cold but for the rest cold nights but beautiful days. I must be getting used to the work because I am no longer dog tired. Probably also because it is not stinking hot anymore.
|Before the cleanup Half way the cleanup New picket fence|
Article in the Central Telegraph. I just happen to be in the team where the photo was taken.
|A major washout Me the expert wire strainer|
nearly six weeks time to move on. On my day off I made a trip to Maura
with no difficulties getting there but when I wanted to start the bus no
joy. Maura mechanical services got me going but did not know why they
fixed it. So when I headed home problems slowly developed. The motor was
losing power at times and it was getting worse. I just managed to reach
Emerald but when I wanted to start next morning no hope. After several
tries I bought new batteries and this got me on the way again. I had
planned to spend a few days getting back to Townsville but after this
headed straight home. But after 300 Km all of a sudden a loud bang and
one of the front tyres blew. It could not have happened in a better
spot. For hundred of Km. a sharp drop-off at the side of the road but
here a nice gravel level spot with a family who had set up camp for the
night. I had a few beers with them and changed the tyre in the morning.
13 May. The countryside from Emerald to Charters Towers is not very exiting. (600KM) After the tyre incident 450 Km to home. Surprisingly no incidents happened. Got home around 3 PM. and we were a family again.
Not a good sight