20120609 Qld Emu Park, Yeppoon, Marlborough to St Lawrence
20120609 We did a round trip from Rocky to Emu Park on Rosslyn Bay looking for some fresh seafood but again everything was frozen.
I spotted this large nest on top of a light pole it was the size that captured my interest.
We camped the night overlooking the bay at the entrance to Yeppoon on a cold wet night but it's so nice so sleep with the rain hitting the roof.
20120610 I always thought Yeppoon was a charming town on a lovely beach but that wasn't the case. The town looked run down and the pub was in much need of renovations, Des looked inside and said it was exactly how it looked in 1990.
St Lawrence is a tiny insignificant town which through some accident of history and location has managed to survive although it has outlived its usefulness. Originally it was created as a port to ship out cattle which were grazed in the hinterland. Its existence depended almost entirely on the fact that it was located midway between the larger port of Rockhampton and Mackay and as such was a sensible alternative to the long drovers run which were required if cattle were to be shipped out from these larger ports.
St Lawrence looking for the camp site but when we arrived it was packed so we drove into the town centre, Des spoke to the publican of the Hotel who told him he could park up at the reserve down the road near the Tennis Courts , there are toilets but wasn’t sure about showers, unfortunately there wasn’t but that’s ok.
I have no idea what this massive rock is called but it stood overlooking Rosslyn Bay.
I spotted this large nest on top of a light pole it was the size that captured my interest.
We camped the night overlooking the bay at the entrance to Yeppoon on a cold wet night but it's so nice so sleep with the rain hitting the roof.
20120610 I always thought Yeppoon was a charming town on a lovely beach but that wasn't the case. The town looked run down and the pub was in much need of renovations, Des looked inside and said it was exactly how it looked in 1990.
The Strand Hotel brings back a flood of memories for Des.
It was an over cast day but I was sure the water was a prettier blue when I was here last, which was when I was a kid.
We walked the town and did some shopping then headed for Marlbourough a small town with a country Pub where all visitors sign there name on the walls so Boko was telling Des, we stopped to check it out.
The town’s major attraction, until recently was Martin Hennessy who declared: I am the History of Marlborough, with his own money this delightful old timer built and filled the Historical Museum and Hennessy could regal visitors with wonderful stories of the area, he also claimed to have trained his cow to be a dog – a rather novel notion and sounds more like a story from Henry Lawson than an actual event.
The town’s major attraction, until recently was Martin Hennessy who declared: I am the History of Marlborough, with his own money this delightful old timer built and filled the Historical Museum and Hennessy could regal visitors with wonderful stories of the area, he also claimed to have trained his cow to be a dog – a rather novel notion and sounds more like a story from Henry Lawson than an actual event.
Over the years Marlborough has had little luck, with transport in 1917 the town was relocated as the railway by passed the original site and more recently it has been by passed by the Bruce Highway, the towns appeal has somewhat limited.
Looking for Margie and Bokos signture on the walls in the Pub was like looking for a needle in a hay stack, we gave up and I wrote Des and my name on the wall then left.
St Lawrence is a tiny insignificant town which through some accident of history and location has managed to survive although it has outlived its usefulness. Originally it was created as a port to ship out cattle which were grazed in the hinterland. Its existence depended almost entirely on the fact that it was located midway between the larger port of Rockhampton and Mackay and as such was a sensible alternative to the long drovers run which were required if cattle were to be shipped out from these larger ports.
St Lawrence looking for the camp site but when we arrived it was packed so we drove into the town centre, Des spoke to the publican of the Hotel who told him he could park up at the reserve down the road near the Tennis Courts , there are toilets but wasn’t sure about showers, unfortunately there wasn’t but that’s ok.
St Lawrence Butcher
St Lawrence General Store
We had a quite spot all to out self and on a slab of cement, Des unpacked the cooking gear and started preparing dinner then the mosquitoes struck and there were thousands, so we end up eating inside.
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