‘The Running of the Sheep’ at Boorowa

THIS SUNDAY 2ND OCTOBER 2016 will be the 20th Irish Woolfest in Boorowa.

Sheep on 'Windouran' property, Burley Griffin Way, near Harden, New South Wales, Australia

Carb loading for Sunday…


From the website: http://www.irishwoolfest.com.au :

‘Everyone’s heard of the Running of the Bulls in Pamplona but much closer to home in Boorowa, New South Wales you can enjoy the spectacle of the “Running of the Sheep”.

Beautiful woolly Merino sheep are shepherded down the road by Farmer Ashley on his four wheel motorbike and his trusty Kelpies who leap on and off the motorbikes and on and off the sheep’s back.

A magical free country Festival with a myriad of activities including wool and Irish, children’s fun, and a fine Boutique Market displaying Food, Wine and quality crafts.


Following this is a Street Parade, Irish bands, and much more. It’s always a great day and I love the feet-stomping, thigh-clapping Irish music!

See irishwoolfest.com.au for more details.  ♦


Boorowa is a country town in New South Wales, Australia, 328 kms SW of Sydney and 115 kms NW of Canberra.

From hotel to eternity (Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold)

The old Commercial Hotel, in Yass New South Wales, Australia

Poor old pub, on its last legs.


This grand old watering hole sits abandoned in the main street of Yass (New South Wales, Australia). It dominates Comur Street and is one of the oldest and largest buildings in the centre of town.

The last drink was poured around 2005. The poor old Commercial Hotel has sat idle since, a wry smile across its tooth-gapped facade. The chatter and din of merrymakers just a memory echoing faintly across the floor boards.

In its heyday it was one of 27 inns in Yass or nearby. It was the coaching stop for Cobb and Co. coaches connecting Yass to the railway that terminated at Gunning at the time, half an hour away, and to places further bush.

Although the pub sold in 2010 it has remained abandoned, slowly falling apart bit by bit, helped by some wanton vandals. The beautiful wrought iron has been broken panel by panel. Precious stained glass windows and door panels have been kicked in.

Last year, though, some effort to band-aid the decay was made. The downstairs doors and windows facing the street were painted with bright murals to celebrate the ‘Turning Wave Festival‘.

But as I was taking these photos on Sunday a passerby told me that the Commercial was going to be pulled down soon and a three storey building with shops and apartments built instead. History gone.

But a new beginning awaits!

So raise your glass to the poor old pub and ‘be on yer way home now’.  


Weekly Photo Challenge, ‘Threshold’


Photos taken 2 March 2014 with Fuji FinePix S2980

Commercial Hotel, established in the 1840s, cnr Comur and Lead Streets, Yass, New South Wales, Australia

For some photos of the interior of the pub see the real estate pages from May 2010.


Long stay parking (Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned)

The Old Gasworks site in Yass (New South Wales, Australia) has become a bit of a graveyard for all sorts of ancient wheeled contraptions.

There’s this wonderful old buggy, just waiting for a fairy godmother to turn it back into a splendid coach to go to a ball.

Horse-drawn buggy, in Dutton Street, Yass, New South Wales, Australia

Gone to pieces


There’s also old farm machinery in rusting lumps and bits and pieces.

That’s what I call really-long-stay parking.  ♦


Photo gallery



Weekly Photo Challenge, ‘Abandoned’


Photos taken 7 March 2014 with Fuji FinePix S2980

* Long stay parking – parking for a period of one day or more, found especially at airports.

Old Gasworks site, at the north end of Dutton Street, Yass, New South Wales, Australia


The sweet smell of rain

Rain over Butmaroo Range, from Days Hill, Bungendore, New South Wales, Australia

Rain, rain on the range


Today. Cool air dropping. Wind tossing the tops of the gum trees.

Rosellas twittering. Cockatoos cackling.

One or two thunder claps boom over the valley.

Cool skin turns to goosebumps.

Rain hurls down, briefly.




This is a place we used to sit often and watch the sunset, when we were living in the area. We had a deposit on a house block in about this spot (one street over) but let it go as we thought the space was too tight.

The view is much changed now as the last time we were there the ruins of the stone cottage (bottom left of photo), the home of the pioneering Day family, were no longer visible. The site is a last remnant of reserve land on Days Hill but surrounded by a new housing estate, Elmslea East, in Bungendore, New South Wales, Australia.  ♦


Water, ‘One Shot Wonders’ series

Photo taken 16 April 2009, with my old Canon Powershot A550

Rain on Butmaroo Range, viewed from Days Hill, Bungendore

Bungendore village, New South Wales, Australia is located: 

276.6 km (2 hours 49 mins) from Sydney [Source: Google maps]

38 km (24 mi) from Canberra

112 km (70 mi) from Batemans Bay / NSW south coast

[Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bungendore,_New_South_Wales]

Aqua vitae (‘One Shot Wonders’)

Water pump, Pye Cottage, Yass Street, Gunning, New South Wales, Australia

The vital drop

Instead of dreaming of a White Christmas, we’re all dreaming of rain.

It has been so hot this summer in our corner of Australia. And not only roaring hot, but endless days of it in a row.

A jump in the river calls like a siren.

I remember longingly the days of no water restrictions when the lawn was green and soft (shameful to think now!). And a sprinkler showered the middle of the yard for the squealing kiddies to run across or dare to sit on – with that fizz sound and a sudden face full of the water jet.

And there were those ice blocks in long plastic tubes, rationed out from the freezer, that left you with a red or green tongue.

Or a trek on hot tar around to the public pool with many hours of duck diving and ‘chasings’ – and more squealing – to walk home again only to become just as hot as you were before, although your fingers were wrinkly and blonde hair was green.

So we’re dreaming of a cool downpour. Or even a shower to settle the dust would do.


As my fervent rain dance, I will post pictures with a water theme this week – of the local rivers, lakes and other places. So bang the drum and sing for rain!  ♦


‘Aqua vitae’ – water of life. ‘One Shot Wonders’ series. 

Water pump at Pye Cottage, Yass Street, Gunning, New South Wales, Australia

Photo taken 11 December 2013, with Fuji FinePix S2980


Gunning, New South Wales, Australia – off the Hume Highway, the main road between Sydney and Melbourne

Map of Gunning

260 km (162 miles) from Sydney

75 km (47 miles) from Canberra [Wikipedia]

37.5 km (29 mins) from Yass [Google Maps]


Milk or cream? (‘One Shot Wonders’)

Old horse-drawn cream? cart, Rollonin Cafe, Bowning, New South Wales, Australia

Doin’ the can-can

This cart is parked at Rollonin Cafe in Bowning village (New South Wales, Australia).

It brings back memories of the good old days of real milk with cream on top!  ♦


‘One Shot Wonders’ series

Photo taken 4 August 2013, with my old camera Canon Powershot A550

More information

Bowning is just off the Hume Highway, the main road from Sydney to Melbourne, about a 10 minute drive from Yass. 

288.5km from Sydney – 2 hours 55 mins

591.9km from Melbourne – 5 hours 41 mins [google maps]

Another post on Daytripper Sippers about Bowning:

Paddock Perfect: the pastoral way, not the Highway


Rollonin Cafe 144 Bowning Road, Bowning, New South Wales, Australia, (02) 6227 6507

Mon: 08:30 – 16:00
Thu – Sun: 08:30 – 16:00

‘Rollonin Cafe is a traditional slab hut café in the village of Bowning. The Cafe has a country atmosphere and friendly staff. Serving light breakfasts, morning tea, lunch and afternoon tea.’


River view, Yass or France? (‘One Shot Wonders’)

View of Yass River bend beyond Joe O'Connor Park, Laidlaw Street, Yass, New South Wales, Australia

La rivière?

On a sparkling afternoon in September we went for one of our ambles along the Yass River at Joe O’Connor Park.

I was in a snap-happy camera daze of ‘Oohs’ and ‘Ahs’.

Another afternoon walker was also entranced by the green pasture on the banks after a rare, good fall of rain. Cows grazed on the far hill, wandering placidly. Willows trailed their leaves in the water, teasing the fish. The fish jumped occasionally, splashing circles across the mirrored surface.

In her admiration of the enchanting view, the lady said wistfully, “It looks just like France.”

That’s a very big call to make! I wouldn’t know, as I’ve never been there.

I’ll leave it to you to decide.  ♦


‘One Shot Wonders’ series

Photo taken 29 September 2013