Hay to be unloaded at the cattleyards.

Hay to be unloaded at the cattleyards.

Well, it’s mustering time again and that means buying some hay to feed them as we move them through the yards and into new paddocks.  The newly weaned weaners stay in the yard for a week or so and get taken through the yards 3 or 4 times to educate them and get to eat some yummy hay every evening.  The cattle that we will be selling also get fed in the yards for a few days until we have enough of them to fill the truck.  We usually buy our hay from St George which is 600 km away so the freight is super expensive as is the hay.


We had a bit of a quandary this time – the trailer was bigger than usual and so there was a third layer of hay stacked up.  How to unload it????  The poor old Fordson was not up to the challenge – the hay was just too high and too heavy at 600 kg per bale.  Soo, it was all shoulders to the hay ( except little old me ) J  Apparently I’m a bit of a light weight……..

Feeding the hay out for the weaners at Kilcowera Station.

Feeding the hay out for the weaners at Kilcowera Station.

……..  Anyway the job took most of the day, rolling the hay off and the using the old tractor to stack it up, then an electric fence around it to keep the passing trade out.


Sunset at Cardenyabba Lagoon, Kilcowera Station, Outback Queensland. Photo Barbara Bryan.
Sunset at Cardenyabba Lagoon, Kilcowera Station, Outback Queensland. Photo Barbara Bryan.


One month to go!  Hopefully it starts to cool down a little by the time March rolls around.  It’s been tops of around 45 degrees so far and 30 – 35 at night. I used to love summer now I just endure it – even though there are a couple of good things about it – air conditioning and watching a DVD in the afternoon.


So far we haven’t had any major dramas with stock or watering thereof.  We did have one stock tank bust and let all the water go a couple of days ago, luckily we have electricity at that well and it was simply a matter of putting another tank there and hooking it up to the water supply and trough and then cleaning up the god awful mess that the cattle had made of the place.  Cardenyabba lagoon is nearly dry and we have to keep a good look out that cattle don’t get bogged in the rapidly drying up, last waterhole there.


Poddy calves at Kilcowera Station, Outback Australia

I have been running around watering everything in sight both here at the house and at the shearers’ quarters.  I think that I am on top of things and have a look around the next day and it’s time to just start it all again.  It’s like house work, you sort of wonder why you do it when you only have to do the same thing again and again.  I walk down to our shearers’ quarters first thing in the morning and move the sprinklers.  From then on I try to ride my bike down to save on fuel costs.  Up and down, up and down and then watering at the house and watering the trees in the chook yard, putting sprinklers on for the chooks and watering sheep yard trees etc.


Fordson Major tractor, Kilcowera Station, Outback Queensland.

Here’s Greg using the old Fordson Major to lift some  concrete pipe.  He is going to use it for a dog kennel under a mulga tree for Boofhead.


Greg hired a bobcat and truck to come out from town to push dirt back up around all the troughs, dig some holes and to shift the water tank.  The operator who is Greg’s nephew also climbed up most of the windmills to oil and service them.


Another trough had a hole in the bottom and was letting a lot of water out, G fixed it with a tank bolt and a leather washer and then a shovel full of dirt to seal it.


It’s a never ending job through out summer checking the stock and their watering points, one of us checks each and every water at least every second day.


Regal Foxtail, Ptilotus Nobilis, Kilcowera Station, Outback Queensland.