I’m not talking about indigenous people here but rather that elegant bird, the brolga, known for many years as the Native Companion. Continue reading “Native Companions”
My last morning in Yaraka and the local emu stood in the middle of the track as if to say “Where do you think you’re going?”
I stopped my little campervan as he pecked at my windscreen and came in for a closer look …
Did you notice the white Maremma keeping guard? She follows the emus everywhere protecting her flock of three hand reared birds.
Just one of the things I’m going to miss about Yaraka 😢
Out at the Yaraka Hotel in Western Queensland the pub cat has the run of the place. She’s well fed and given lovely clean fresh water every day. But does she want her nice clean water? No!
It’s Saturday and Joanne, the cook, is preparing Risotto for the ‘special’ tonight.
State of Origin night at the Yaraka Hotel, the big screen is hung out in the beer garden and the fridges are stocked with xxxx. Go the Maroons!
The Yaraka Gymkhana is on this weekend and the horse riding events are dominated by Continue reading “Ride ‘em Cowgirls!”
Out here at Yaraka they muster cattle using helicopters 🚁. One of the musterers had run out of tobacco and the makings for his smokes so he phoned in an order, flew in to the paddock over the road, was met by the publican with the goods – and off he went again.
That’s shopping, Yaraka style!