The next stop on the tour was our farmstay. I can't quite remember where we actually were, but it was near Rockhampton. The farmstay, as it turned out, was a paddock and a barn, which wasn't really near the farm. It had all been set up for groups like ours.
Next to the barn was a field full of beautiful horses and in the distance was a picturesque mountain.
The group went on a bushwalk with the farmer and his family, and on it we learned more about our surroundings. The area used to be famous for mining, with miners from all over the world coming to try their luck to find precious minerals.
The rock below was hollowed out by a Chinese miner and he lived in it. Now only bats live there. I realise it looks a little dodgy, those with dirty minds will get what I mean...
We then were told about the horrific past of the Aboriginals of the area, who were pushed from the top of the mountain to their deaths. Just so that the miners could expand their search and reap the rewards. How shameful.
Below are old miners houses, made out of corrugated iron.
We then headed back to base, and got in the bus to see the actual farm. This wee dog sat next to me and was very cute and friendly.
The farm had all sorts of animals, and some people got into the goat pen. The youngest son of the farmer hopped on the back of a ginormous pig and rode it around the pen. It was quite funny to see.
These three cows followed us around.
The sunsets in this part of the world are absolutely stunning.
We then all huddled round the campfire, eating homemade stew and damper - bread made from beer. Some of the group were tired and wanted to go to bed early, so we set up our swags. These are traditional Australian camping beds. I set mine up so I could be out in the open.
My group stayed up, drank more, and played a game of throwing horse shoes at a hoop. It was actually quite fun, but I think we were very loud. Once I finally wanted to go to bed, the rain came on and I was pulled under cover. It wasn't the best night sleep I've ever had!
