It’s been a year since our last map trick so I thought it was time to crack it out again and show you all where we’ve been!! About these ads
i·tin·er·ant [ahy-tin-er-uh nt, ih-tin-] noun a person who alternates between working and wandering. a person who travels from place to place, especially for duty or business. Another chapter is coming to an end. We are moving on. Our itinerant lifestyle has come out of hiding and we are packing our bags, boxes, ute and trailer. This … Continue reading
If you’d asked me a year ago if I’d ever live and work in a stock-camp I would have laughed in your face. Stopped. Smiled. And then laughed some more. But as I type this post today I have done just that. Lived and worked in a stock-camp. And lived to tell the tale It … Continue reading
As I sit and write this post. I hear silence. There is no one about. The shed is away from the homestead so I cannot even hear the hum of the generator. The only sound I can here is the howling of the wind. Actually I lie. If I listen carefully I can hear the … Continue reading
After seeing where we live and surrounding areas from the air I have finally realised how remote we really are. I mean we aren’t days and days from anywhere but with more than half of Australia’s population hugging the coast line we are worlds away from that. Currently we are at Tartlon Downs and have been … Continue reading
We all love social media. There is no doubt about it. It is rare these days to meet someone and not connect with them on Facebook or Twitter at some point. Even remote stations now have internet access via satellite. It is more common to send an e-mail or Facebook message than pick up the phone … Continue reading
Working on a busy cattle station as the cook has taught me a lot of lessons. One of them is waste not want not. Out here we don’t have the luxury of running down to a shop every five minutes. If we run out of something or if something doesn’t turn out right we may … Continue reading
We have now been calling Tobermorey home for five weeks. Time has flown and we haven’t really stopped for air until this weekend. The time has come where we are moving next door (over a 100km away) to Tarlton Downs for a few weeks. It is sad to leave Tobermorey behind especially now that I … Continue reading
The other day some of the worker’s headed to Linda Downs (owned by the same people) to muster. They were gone overnight leaving a few of us behind to enjoy the peace and quiet. It made dinner time a breeze with less mouths to feed which for me meant less time in the kitchen. When … Continue reading
The buzzer goes off and I groggily swing my legs off the bed. Ouch I smack my feet on the plastic box, our make shift bedside table and clothes storage. It’s pitch black outside and as I step out into the fresh morning air I gaze up. The sky is clear bathed in a million … Continue reading
