Showing posts with label hills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hills. Show all posts

Monday, 22 September 2014

Sunset from a different place ...

Remember that weekend jaunt I am bombarding you with. Last post we had settled with our feet up on a veranda in Charters Towers. The afternoon clouded over and we even heard drops hitting the roof. There is something about the smell of rain on dry hot earth that I love. I had decided earlier that we must go to Towers Hill for sunset but thought the clouds would stop that plan but as the sun was still peeking through the clouds we headed up the hill.


I loved every second of it; the view, seeing the town from above, remembering memories, seeing the wide open spaces. It made me feel light, happy and relaxed.






The local residents were even out enjoying the view. I remember the first time I came here and seeing the rock wallabies, even where they were. The first time I came to Charters Towers, to Towers Hill was on a trip around QLD with the Girl Guide shop, taking the shop to the girls and their leaders, so far from any guide shop to buy badges, toys, uniforms and other cool things.



It was the perfect afternoon, scuddy showers and clouds adding to the amazing scenery. There really is still beauty in drought and beauty to be found in any landscape.









We wandered along to the remains of the Pyrites Works, a part of the area's history.








We then headed down the hill, a bit at a time, by foot. You can say I was a little reluctant (read this as I was too lazy to contemplate it) but Mr Sparky with energy in abundance encouraged me to come along (verbally dragged me down the hill).


I was glad we headed down, something I hadn't done before (yes I am often a lazy one)




Then we had to get back to the car which meant walking back up. I wasn't so glad about the walk then. Talk about burn!


 Now I have decided I need to live in The Towers so I can do this walk, a lot. What an achievement (and I didn't fall over dead or out of clumsiness). Definitely worth it, and I wasn't sore the next day amazingly.


A beautiful end to a great day.


I have missed this area and I have a slight feeling I have never really blogged about it before. Probably one of those I meant to but I didn't things (well I can't find one anyway). Well here one is now.

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Tablelander

 
I have two Northern homes. For the most part we will be in Cairns but a lot of our weekends will be spent on the Atherton Tablelands. Now I've shown you around the Tablelands back here and I have to say they are still as beautiful as ever although some areas aren't getting the rain they should be at this time of year.
 
 
 
Now who am I to complain about that torturous drive up and down the Gillies Range (those who get travel sick beware, even driving I get queasy) when I get to spend my days looking at views like this ... 
 
 
... even if it is while I am being an off sider to doing this ...
 
 
Yep that's me chick of all trades ... pity the pay isn't great, cough it up Mr Sparky LOL.
 
 
So a lot of my weekends will be spent on The Farm, which happens to be a dairy ... and timber mill apparently. Anyone after a slab of timber?
 
Mr Sparky's brother, Little P, bringing in the cows.
 
The calves inspecting and using boards we cut as a
scratching post.
 
The calves LOVE the fresh saw dust and are into it
as soon as we move away.
 
I look out the kitchen window and what do I see?
A Rainbow Lorikeet looking at me.
 
Peek-a-boo
 
 
Spot the parrot, real characters these ones.
I love the bird life right outside the window here.
 
A very clear morning.
 
The calves.
 
Cows grazing.
 
Brand new calf ... can you see it against its mummy?
 
Because it is so wet there is plenty of plant life
growing of posts and trees.
 
A fresh, green morning. Idyllic.
 
 
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