Trip Start May 09, 2013
Trip End Jul 01, 2013

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Where I stayed
Lloyd Jones Weir
What I did
Tree of Knowledge

Flag of Australia  , Queensland,
Saturday, May 18, 2013

  We were on the road to Barcaldine this morning about 10am.  I feel a bit like a flight attendant (but not a very good one) as I move through the van making sure the overhead lockers are fastened and that everything has been packed away securely.  I always seem to forget something, today was no exception, I can't believe I actually left the kettle on top of the stove, could have been a lethal missile and caused quite a bit of damage on a very bumpy road  got out of jail on that one.  So far I have broken 2 mugs (left them on the workbench) which I'm a quite miffed about as they perfectly matched my interior - bugger!  Fred almost set off with our van step and shoes balancing on top of the gas bottles on the towbar, fortunately Bazza has been secretly giving our van the once over before we set off and has saved the day on more than one occasion eg: almost left our outside mat behind,  and if it hadn't been pointed out that we'd left the roof hatch in the toilet open we would have most certainly had a van full of dust that particular day.Got into Barcaldine in time to stock up at the local IGA, that's one thing you have to remember when you're travelling the country towns, shops shut between 12 and 1pm on a Saturday
  Barcaldine is home to the Tree of Knowledge, this is where workers would meet to discuss how they could improve their pay and conditions.  Australia's first Worker's Union was formed under this trees.  As the saying goes from acorns, oak trees do grow, in this case, from these seeds the Australian labour party grew.  A few years ago for either political reasons or darn right vandalism, the Tree of Knowledge was poisoned.   I was so impressed by the clever way they have preserved this wonderful piece of history.  A wooden box like structure sits above the preserved trunk of the original tree, when you stand inside the box and look up you appreciate what the artist has intended.  Wood at various lengths are suspended from the top on steel rods which allows movement and gives you the impression of the trees canopy.It was a busy afternoon in Barcaldine as vintage peugeot cars rolled into town.  They were all taking part in the Peugeot 53 Rally. This rally was first run in 1953, it's an around Australia race, 19,500K's in 25 days, starts and finishes in Maitland NSW.  These cars look as if they should only be driven to the local shops on Sunday.  Goes to show they don't make things like they use to.
 Lloyd Jones Weir is going to be home for the next couple of days, it's a lovely free camp about 15k out of Barcaldine the weir has been built on a tributary of the Alice River.  We had hardly got the vans parked before neighbours came wandering over for a chat.  Fred got some top ten tips about reversing from a Mac & Stewart (father & son).  Dad has been driving trucks since he could see over the steering wheel and his son Stewart has driven heavy plant machinery in the mines all over Australia.  Mrs Sellers was praised by the old truckie for her excellent work in guiding Bazza into his parking spot, whilst it appears I'm falling quite short in this department.
 Just on dusk on the river I saw for the first time ever 2 baby pelicans, the battery on my camera was quite low so I'm hoping they reappear tomorrow night.  Being as we are here for a couple of days, Fred & I have prepared a chicken curry which we will slow cook in the campoven, that will be dinner for the first 2 nights after we leave here.  Before we put our curry on Mrs Sellers has whipped up a sweet damper.  That was consumed around the campfire with a lovely cup of tea before bedtime. 
  Wish you were here! 
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Caz on

So come on, surprise me, what the bloody hell is a sweet damper?

curryinahurry on

Bit like a scone mixture cooked in a camp oven, which is a cast iron pot with a lid used on an open fire. For sweet damper you had sugar and mixed fruit to the dough. I don't know why I'm bothering to tell you Doris it's not as though you're likely to try this at home.

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