This fine looking specimen is the Big Merino situated at Goulburn in New South Wales. A symbol of the Australian sheep and wool industry. Sadly the heady days of high wool prices have long gone. Yes it is a selection of knitted pieces made into a scarf around his neck.
A display on the wall inside which I think is rather cute. There were some interesting facts on the displays, in World War one the British government purchased the whole wool clip that would be produced for the length of hostilities and a year beyond. So important was the industry that shearers weren’t allowed to enlist in the forces.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Captain_Thunderbolt This statue is of Frederick Wordsworth Ward (aka Captain Thunderbolt) (1835–25 May 1870) and is situated in the town of Uralla, in the New England Ranges. The Wiki blurb is worth a look and shows you that no amount of imprisonment stops someone following their trade.Large granite formations are all over the ranges, this is Thunderbolt’s Rock outside of town. He apparently used it to watch for stagecoaches, I wonder what he would think of the tagging? Uralla played a small role in my childhood, our family hit the road (for reasons that are still unclear) and travelled from Sydney to Brisbane in 1962. Our car, a 1939 Dodge blew a head gasket a hundred metres on the south side of the rock. A stockman who lived nearby took us in until the car was fixed. On the way back from Brisbane we broke down on the north side of the rock. Who helped us? You guessed it, we stayed with them over Christmas until the parents found work on a cattle and sheep property outside of nearby Walcha.
It may not be the best picture of Light Headed Rosellas but by crikey it was the only one I could get. They are without doubt the most easily startled bird that gets around the place. I saw them in the front yard and by the time I went out with the camera they’d flown into a nearby tree. Not wanting to miss a shot I put the camera on sports and shot a series through the telephoto lens as they flew away. To get an idea of their size think of a Budgerigar on steroids.
Seagulls always have that beady eyed look about them, I think they spend their lives waiting for someone to come along with hot chips (fries). This fellow was pondering his next meal at Bateman’s Bay in southern NSW.
That’s it for this week, we’re back to Gunnedah this weekend for a book launch (not mine) so I will have more pics to share with you next time. Cheers.