Thread: Where the bloody hell are ya?

Originally Posted by MickR

Here's the link to the website. You'd be dealing with my parents...I'm just un-paid hired help when I'm out there.

Wilga Park Morgans

They'll do a bloody good job as a campdrafter, but you may prefer another breed. Everyone has their own ideas of good horseflesh, the Morgan is ours.

Although I, personally, like the Waler breed too, they're just about extinct though, I think. At least, I don't know if the gene pool is large enough, to bring them back from the brink.


Mick

P.S I grew up with Quarter horses, and you could add them to my list of good horseflesh too... Ah, bugger it. I just love horses.

Likewise, grew up on a station in SA, the old man was the manager, used all horses. He had a waler called Ben, got a photo of me at 3 mnths sitting on the pomel in front off Dad , in his heavy RM Williams colt breaker. I still have that saddle, only starvation will get you out of it.
We used mostly anglo arabians on the stn. We have some Morgans over here, not far from my place, I believe they are a good all round saddle/harness type. Have not had anything to do with them.
My current roping heeling horse is mostly thoroughbred, will look for a 2nd cross quarter horse, need something pretty bomb proof for the wife as she has a crook back and cannot risk a tumble. I to just like horses, like my parents, Dad rode right up until he died at 76, I will do the same the gods' willing.


Cheers

Gordon

Well I'd talk to the Morgan horse mob near you then. Morgans are pretty bomb proof. I'd say they would be one of the choices on my list if I had a crook back. In the end you will choose what inspires your trust the most, but I'd recommend you check 'em out.
My grandfather was Manager of two stations out near Charleville and Bollon. We moved east when he got crook with cancer, bought 160 acres of prime farm land, ran some fresians and started into pigs, only ever had small holdings since then, but always had something. My Great Grandfather was still mustering at the age of 80, He lasted till he was 96. It was sad to see his rapid decline once we left the station.
We, too, just used horses. We ran cattle on one station and had a dairy and ran sheep on the other. It's been years since I last rode all the same. My own damn fault for spending a lot of time travelling around in my early working life, before finally moving tothe city with my new love, who is now my wife. I'm not a city person, but that's how it is. I go back to the land as often as I can. Blokes gotta recharge the batteries and that just can't be done in the city when the boy is from the bush.
I recently heard that, that first 160 acres we bought and sold some years ago now, was recently sold for a figure over a million dollars.


Mick

Originally Posted by PaulKidd

Jeez, Mick...I gotta get that Aussie slang dictionary
out again!

"Youse all orf behind the dunny faggin' or somethin'?"

Say what?

Paul

Ahem...

WWII 1943 Australia Pocket Guide

It's a bit out of date (by like, sixty years!) but the last three or four pages are pretty interesting. An American soldier's guide to Australia in World War Two, with an entire chapter dedicated to Australian slang (some of which has survived to this day).

EDIT - The bit on Aussie slang starts on "page 52" (page 46 in the actual booklet).