A view of the beach at 1770 from the lookout. AW is to the right of the picture.
Our view of the loos at WB
Before we speak of Paradise I must say that the bad news is that the sale of the house has fallen through and this reality is causing us considerable angst. We are trying not to dwell on it but this last week has taken me to some dark places I had hoped never to see again. All good now though.
We spent three weeks at Workman’s Beach and did 2 markets at Agnes Waters/Town of 1770. I have written about the first one with its one terrific sale, the second was also respectable so we sallied forth to Miriamvale for the next weekend. It is a very small place with a generous publican who invited us to camp in his car park and use his showers.
This is a pic of the pub in the distant past!
It hangs in the hotel and this copper picture hangs over the bar
I loved it and had to share it with you. Crazy I know but there is a sort of romance about trucks…
And this is us at the market
This is Bella’s new best friend, a staffie belonging to Barbara and Norm. Barbara makes soy candles and soaps as well as a range of ‘medicinal’ products out of natural materials including anti-itch cream which really works. She was incredibly helpful to us from sorting it out that we could set up earlier at AW markets to teaching us some tricks especially at Gladstone where we learnt to set up tables and shelves the night before. What a difference it made to us. She was a fount of wisdom and good humour and we became really friendly. Spending time with them gave new meaning to the term ‘salt of the earth’.
Moving on to Dawson’s River Crossing took us to another beautiful spot but very different ‘clientele’. This is a true ‘free’ camp. WB cost us $6 a night and we got a spot in paradise, water and toilets. Also lots of young people, backpackers and hikers, surfies and the like – very cheerful to have all these young people on their trips to chat to. Dawson’s River on the other hand was a mobile retirement village, at least two caravans had zimmer frames on wheels parked outside and one even had a mobility scooter! We paid nothing except $1 for a 2 minute shower. Amazing how easy it is to shower in 2 minutes. The facilities are maintained by volunteers and donations are requested. What a bonus! It was a very mobile population and pretty upmarket. The conversations didn’t vary much from questions and answers about where to next and where from?
I managed one early morning walk along the river when the light was good and these pics following are the result of the walk.
We are now in Rockhampton at the showgrounds where the big Swap will happen on Saturday – we are feeling a bit nervous, everyone is telling us that the local economy is in trouble and we were hoping for lots of big sales. We went to an auction yesterday, didn’t spend much but came away with lots of rusty stuff and car bits and stuff that we hope to sell well. A fabulous thing about the auction from my perspective was the vast array of Akubra hats (typical Aussie bush hat but a known superior brand) on display, I have never seen so many in one place! There is something curiously androgynous about the ‘uniforms’ worn out there. Another good thing from my perspective was that they were selling – not auctioning – some wonderful old china and glass that had belonged to the seller’s grandmother – mostly dating from the 1930’s and they asked very little for it. So we were pretty pleased about that. So all roads leading to the swap – more in a week or so.
Links to picasa pages
And a video of the Central Queensland pipes and drums…at the Rockhampton markets