Flatlands 3
The opening in Warren went well and there was a steady
stream of visitors over the weekend. I made a point of not preparing anything
to say and entertained the assembled crowd with a string of off-the cuff
remarks. I was memorably asked by a young man just out of toddlerhood “Why
haven’t you got any hair?” After explaining that that’s what happens sometimes
when you get old and he might not have any hair one day, he said “I don’t think
so”.
On Sunday we shut up shop in the afternoon and went for a
two-hour paddle along the Macquarie, travelling from weir to weir in about two
hours. My arms were rather unaccustomed to this form of exercise and ached a
fair bit.
Bill thoroughly
enjoying himself.
Downstream from
Warren.
A canoe tree. They’re
everywhere on the Macquarie.
On Monday I drove to Kiameron where Sue and Michael Egan ran
another large mixed farming enterprise on the Macquarie. After a short tour of
Sue’s stupendous garden, I started off with the old part of the homestead –
“Kiameron Homestead
1871”
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This drawing took quite some time and later on that day
after I’d recovered, Sue took me up to the top of nearby Mt. Foster at sunset.
I was keen to get a drawing from one of the few elevated spots in the Marshes.
“North from Mt.
Foster”
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The next morning Michael took me on the Cook’s tour of their
property, with the result that I didn’t get to my next drawing at the nearby
Mt. Harris until noon. It was stinking hot and I huddled under the narrow shade
of the surrounding hedge while I laboured.
“R.I.P. Mt. Harris
Homestead 1915 – 2015”
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That’s the Egan family graveyard on top of the hill. I
finished the drawing in four hours and was completely drained. I went back to
Kiameron and downed a couple of beers in rapid succession.
The next morning I was knackered, but woke early and was on
site before sunrise. My target was the massive new pump that Michael had shown
me the day before.
“The New Chinese 26
inch Pump at Kiameron”
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The pump’s Chinese, the turbo diesel is a John Deere.
I had a nanna nap for an hour to recover from the heat, then
moved inside Kiameron to tackle the family memorabilia.
“Bibs and Bobs”
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I was due back in Warren that afternoon and I reluctantly
departed from the pleasures of Kiameron. The only thing crossing the road in
the early morning was a lonely echidna.
I’ve got one from my childhood just like this, although a
bit more dilapidated -
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