Our Land of Flooding Plains

Once again, the Gymp has been inundated with cloud tears. The river swelled up and flooded the town and approximately 130 homes and businesses. After 4 days without electricity, we just got it back. How did people back in the old days survive?! Though it was quite a novelty showering like a hippie – lathering up with soap in the rain, then having a bucket of water tipped over you!

On Saturday, we headed to the local pub in the courtesy bus for the Australia Day festivities at about noon. When I was ready to go home, my jackaroo borrowed a ute to drop me 2kms home. In 6 or 7 hours the water had risen to a height which was unable to be passed in this ute. I then had to hang out at the pub until closing time – thinking we would have to stay at someone else’s place. Let me reiterate – I was stuck at a pub for 12 hours. 12 HOURS. Tyra Banks would’ve been scared of my fierce! Hehe. Anyway, luckily just before the pub closed, someone turned up in a cruiser, so we chugged our way through the flood waters. (I am not encouraging driving through flood waters. There was 10yrs of flood driving experience behind the wheel).

The waters have almost receded, and the clean ups have begun. The grass seems to be growing before our eyes! Which is good, as the horses are look very hungry! The dogs love the rain though, especially when they plant their muddy noses or paws on my clean work skirts. I’m sure I get some looks sometimes, with foot prints on my uniform, or lucerne in my hair.. Ah the trials of being a bumpkin. Wouldn’t change it though! 🙂

I’m hoping to have some more interesting stories for you lot soon. This weekend I will be heading up to Middlemount, QLD, to muster on two different stations. It’s been postponed for a few weeks due to the rain, but finally we’re going! I’m so excited! Even bought a few new work shirts to go. How’s this?: I tell jackaroo that there’s some pretty work shirts at Saddleworld for sale – $40ea. (I know they are pricey, but they were so pretty for work shirts! :D). He looks at me with raised eyebrows.. “What? As if you’d pay $40 for a work shirt.” I slink away.. Feeling slightly chastised for being so easily conned by pretty colours.. The next day I go and have a look at St Vinnies and Red Cross. I pick up 2 work shirts for $12, barely worn! BarGOOOOON! I take my proud purchases back to show jackaroo. “Eww, you’re going to wear other people’s old shirts?”. Men, hey? *shrugs* 🙂 xx

Our Flooded Road
Not quite at the peak of the flood – somewhere under there lies our road.

Hello, I’m Mute.

Wow, been a long time since I’ve written something! My deepest, heartfelt apologies for the emptiness I have caused you all to feel.

A lot has happened lately, from injured horses, to getting a puppy, being sick.. But by far the worse was the Laryngitis! I lost my voice for 4 days. My own silent hell. Anybody who knows me knows that I can talk under wet cement, so this was a struggle. Unfortunately for my jackaroo, he was working up north for a few weeks and didn’t get to enjoy the silence haha. But he might be home this weekend. Yay! It’s hard being apart for 6 or 8 weeks at a time, but it keeps things interesting. It’s always great when he gets home. It’s like banging your head up against a wall – it feels good when you stop. While he’s been gone I’ve been spending a lot of time with my dog, Pierre. He is a Border Collie and the funniest little thing. I took him, (and a 6-pack), down to the river the other day and he went straight in the water. What a little champ.

Yes.. I realise this blog is a little dull. However, it should get a little more exciting soon, over Christmas we will be breaking in a mob of young horses! I have halter broken, driven and handled them from the ground, but hopefully this year I’ll be able to give a couple their first ride! Also, I will be going on my first mustering job with my jackaroo in January. Will be heading to a station 8hrs north of here to muster and process cattle for a week. So exciting! I wonder if I should take my hair straightener? I’m sure the cattle will feel more comfortable being handled by someone who takes care of themselves, right? Lol.

What are your Christmas traditions? It’s hard when your family lives on both sides of the country! Everyone demands time from you! Means I don’t get to spend Christmas with my fella. Sigh. Got him a genius present too. I wonder what he’s getting me? Apparently it’s expensive… Yay! HAHA. I’m sure you lot will hear about it soon enough…

Anyway. Better keep moving. No rest for the wicked(ly awesome). Ciao for meow 😉

Smile, Pierre!