This is where I go after work to relax and mingle with the locals. This quaint pub has a lot of history and many stories to tell.
Another image on the day I left, I needed to stop and say goodbye to my mate Norm,so I snapped a few shots whilst there.This is the ringers(cowboys) sleeping arrangements whilst they are out at camp mustering, they roll their swags out on the wire beds and sleep under the masses of stars. A simple and uncomplicated lifestyle.
My first day I left Noosa at about 7:30 am and arrived at Roma at about 4pm, Billy the dog was so well behaved I thought I must have the wrong dog with me. I pulled into a motel and asked did they have a room available? This is when I found out that the place is thriving and manic and No they had no accomadation they told me I wouldnt get any where to stay,so went to the tourist imformation centre and she rang around and I got the last room in the entire place and that was only because someone luckily cancelled. So for $120 a night in a cabin at a caravan park on the outskirts of town No A/C .
So if you are going in this direction be sure to book before hand.
The image I have here is taken the next day on the way to Charliville, searing heat, lots of road kill,(Kangaroos, Emus and Pigs) millions of crows, by the end of the trip I really got to appreciate the crows as they eat the road kill, so I could all ways tell there was something on the road to avoid,so I could slow down and not hurt my little car.
The roads were ok, miles of bitumen , not a sole to be seen for many, many miles.
On my second day I arrived in Quilpie.