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The wheels keep on turning………..

22 Jan

Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ down the highway. Well not quite the classic lyrics to that classic song, but it sum’s up what is happening on the highways and railways of central Queensland. Trucks, some of them carrying other trucks for the mining industry never stop rolling up and down the highways of the region. Single, double and even triple trailers are common place at anytime of the day or night. The magnificent scenery would be lost on the drivers of these rigs as they push on to unload the materials that keep the coal industry digging.

Of course if the machines are digging, it means that the resource is coming out of the ground and at a prodigious rate. Everywhere you look you will see laden coal trains heading for one of the coal handling ports along the beautiful coastline. Whilst on a two-hour journey I saw several of the empty mammoth trains stopped waiting for a full to capacity counterpart to pass thru on its way to the port.

Machines are everywhere in this part of Queensland and some remind me of creations from Star Wars or indeed herds of Dinosaurs on the move. Kinda ironic really seeing that the coal being dug up today was laid down at the time of the Dinosaurs !!!

Sugar………

21 Jan

Driving back from a job in central Queensland the other day, I realised that I was early for my flight and decided to take a few shoots from the local sugar cane growing area. The dramatic burn offs before harvest are a thing of the past and the little trains are no longer steam-driven, but the is a feeling of history throughout the region. Some of the old houses literally scream long hours, large families, and laughter, others desperation and despair.  I will go back a capture some of the areas buildings another time when I can do the dwellings justice. Some of the old houses and outbuildings are works of art, some are just structures of necessity.

Some of the carriages for the trains are just left standing in remote shunting yards waiting silently for the next harvest.

The whole area is so vividly green and lush, such a contrast to the inland across the nearby range.

Even the mill stood quietly waiting for the next influx of cane which will eventually make its way to our cupboards, a sweet reward for such hard work.