​Cobar to Hillston - October 2017

The pits at Cobar! This is deep but who knows how far the tunnels travel underground. I do know that it took 8 -10 mins for an ore truck to cart its load to the top.

Copper, lead zinc and gold! West and east we continue to gouge out the bowels of our land of Oz. Minerals and, to a lesser extent, cattle - our mainstay still it seems. We traveled from Cobar to Hillston on the Kidman Way, a stock route linking cattle stations many of which were owned by Sir Sidney Kidman.

What a feast but it didn't last long.

For us Hillston means peace, quiet and yabbies/gilgies/marron! A delightful spot along the Lachlan river where Lindsay always puts in his net and pulls out a feast. Fecund is a word that springs to mind for Hillston. The area produces so many varieties of fruits, vege, seeds etc. and John Oxley said it was ‘uninhabitable and useless ....’. Boy was he wrong! The river and ground water make this area hugely productive.

This board hangs in the dining room of the local Clubhouse Hotel

But we were southward-bound for home under a gibbous moon.

From dawn chorus and baby pink clouds in the morning to a gibbous moon at night. Glorious!

Of no significance, probably a weed but .... it's sweet. And the insect! What’s a post without a flower?