Back in Longreach

This morning I didn’t feel anywhere near as cold as yesterday, as the aircon had been turned down (or up) a bit before bed. That said, I wish I could have been cooler when I got up to the first activity for the day: golf!

Kim kindly leant us his clubs last night, but he turned up anyway at 7:30 for 9 holes of golf at the Winton Golf Course. How do I describe it? I think the photos will sum it up, but it was mostly dirt, some weeds and one hole had about 20m of what could be the bare minimum of grass for a fairway. The greens were also interesting, and they weren’t green, but rather a black oily sand. Sometimes slow, sometimes fast.

The Fairway

I didn’t think I’d finish the round when only halfway through I was sweating profusely, the flies were all over me and I wasn’t scoring under 10! However a 9 on a par 3 helped me persevere. Dad managed a few pars! Kim probably did a little better than me, with his local knowledge… though he didn’t know one water hazard actually contained water, advising it was dry.

Following golf a beer was proffered, and accepted, before I phoned in my probation and then refreshed myself wonderfully in the pool at the motel. The cool water felt so good.

Packing up we were soon checked-out and eating a late breakfast in the Twilight Cafe again. Delicious country fattening food. Dad fueled the car, bought some ice, and I posted some cards, and then we were off again, back to Longreach.

The drive was as uneventful as last time, though the clouds were different. On the way to Winton we were on the edge of a high cloud front, but today the skies were littered with cumulus clouds, and it felt a lot hotter.

We once again checked into our accommodation, this time the Discovery Holiday Parks, where I’ve stayed before on my own. This time we booked a family unit though and it was more than adequate with new appliances and comfy beds.

We visited the Stockman’s Hall of Fame, well the reception and gift shop area at least, as after some enquiries we discovered that the contents were essentially the same as what we’d experienced in the Waltzing Matilda museum in Winton. Admittedly, it’s a much bigger museum, but when you know it all pretty much already, there’s little point in doing it all again.

The town seemed a bit more open than Winton, but after dark it shut down again.

We had dinner at Eagles Nest, and had a good laugh at the Billiards Room, a must visit if you done here. The food was great and the beverage list very large. I ended up having a Tui, what I’d usually only have in Queenstown. Tasted different out of a bottle than on tap though.

Tomorrow we’re heading back home!

Author: Sam Heathfield

I'm 29, live on the Gold Coast and have a passion for aviation and Qantas. Currently studying.