18
th May, 2016
On the way to Roma we stop for a couple
of nights in Dirribandi. We have stopped here so that we can take a
tour of Cubbie Station – a cotton farm just inside the Queensland
border. The station first commenced operations in 1984 and is
situated in a floodplain between the Culgoa and Balonne Minor Rivers.
At 80,000 hectares it is one of the biggest cotton farms in the
southern hemisphere and has a water storage capacity of 462,000
megalitres. Our tour vehicle is a four wheel drive and there are two
other couples along for the ride. We enter the property only a few
kilometres from town and drive and drive and drive along kilometres
of fields and water storage areas with channels running in every
direction.
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Driving along the embankments on Cubbie Station |
The whole of outback Queensland has
been under drought conditions for a number of years and Cubbie
Station has also been affected. Of the 88 fields developed into
furrow irrigation only two or three will be planted with cotton this
year because of the drought. The station depends on floods to keep
its water storage areas at full capacity with some storages 8 metres
deep. After driving for more than two hours we have only seen a
couple of storage areas which actually have water in them.
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One of the water storage areas on Cubbie Station |
Cubbie Station's production is
irrigated agriculture and they can grow a variety of irrigated crops
such as cotton, wheat, sorghum, barley, chickpeas, sunflowers,
mungbeans and soybeans. Principally they grow cotton as it provides
the highest gross margin. In full swing they employ over 120 full
time staff and approximately 10,000 trailer loads of cotton are taken
to the cotton gin. That equates to 4,400 road trains from Cubbie
Station. The figures are staggering. We just can't get our heads
around the picture of 4,400 road trains loaded with cotton trundling
back and forth along these embankments. We are between the
harvesting and planting cycles so only routine maintenance is being
carried out now. We have been driving around the station for nearly
three hours and have only seen a small portion of the property. To
say we were impressed by its size would be an understatement.
The following day we arrive at Roma and
slot ourselves onto a powered site at the local clay target shooting
club. The club is on the outskirts of town and is nice and quiet –
except for Thursday nights and Saturdays when the members practise
their shooting abilities. This provides a different kind of
entertainment for us though and everyone is very friendly with a
barbecue dinner at the clubhouse on Thursdays. Roma was settled
after explorer Sir Thomas Mitchell reported glowingly on the country
in 1846. Like many outback towns Roma was reliant on rather scanty
rainfall and in the late 19
th century looked closely at
the potential of underground water. In 1881 the first attempt to
drill for water was made with only a little success. A second
attempt was made at a different location in 1899 and at 3684 feet
natural gas was encountered. Roma has strong historic as well as
current links with natural gas production and is centrally positioned
in an area of large reserves of petroleum, gas and coal seam gas.
One of the first things you notice when
driving around Roma is the abundance of Bottle Trees growing along
its streets. The bottle trees are native to the area and can grow to
over 200 years old. This is one reason why the town has introduced
them to the streetscape. Towards the end of World War I the town
council sought to establish an avenue of suitable trees to honour
their fallen soldiers and the bottle tree was chosen because the
trees could be planted in a mature form, thus avoiding the
depredations of the many mobs of feral goats which then roamed the
town. In 2003 plaques were placed at each tree with information
found regarding a particular soldier. On Anzac Day each year wreaths
are placed on each tree.
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One of the bottle trees in the Avenue of Honour in Roma |
The largest Bottle Tree in Roma is
located at the end of Edwardes Street near parkland. The tree was
transplanted by the council from a local property in 1927. As the
tree was fairly well grown at the time of the transplant its age is
unknown. It stands 6 metres tall with a crown of 20 metres and has a
girth of 9.5 metres. It sure is a big bottle tree.
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Wok thought the Big Bottle Tree in Roma needed a hug .. |
We've been told about a shop in Roma
that is said to be worth looking in. On enquiring where it might be
located the answer was “just drive along the main street and when
you see a lot of boxes out front you're there”. Couldn't be more
easier directions than that eh? Well we did as we were told and yep!
There were the boxes as well as other stuff stacked along the
footpath.
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Boxes and stuff on the footpath nearly hide the entrance to the shop. |
We went inside. OMG! Rows and rows of
stuff – packed to the ceiling. Bolts of cloth and textiles in one
aisle
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Looks like Wok has spotted something he wants on the top shelf ... |
colourful ribbons of all sizes in
another aisle
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Ribbons ... Ribbons ... Ribbons |
and shelves and boxes of wool that
would have kept a hundred knitters busy for ages.
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Wool ...Wool ... Wool |
And that was just three aisles –
there were aisles of kitchen utensils, clothes, manchester and 'who
knows what'. High up on the sides were cardboard boxes stacked on
dusty cardboard boxes. There was stuff everywhere. It would be a
nightmare trying to do a stock inventory. We're pretty sure that
there were things there that hadn't seen the light of day for years.
Yep this shop was definitely well worth having a look at!
The Information Centre in Roma is
situated at The Big Rig. The rig is not hard to miss as you head
along the highway and is a memorial to the pioneers of Australia's
gas and oil industry. We take a self guided walk through a series of
interpretative signs and panels embellished by drilling rigs and
mining equipment.
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Drilling Rig |
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An older drilling rig |
That night we come back to take in the
30 minute light and sound presentation which recreates the story of
local oil and gas exploration in the early part of last century.
Roma also lies in the heart of a rich
cattle grazing area. The largest cattle-selling centre in Australia
lies here and visitors can experience the sales on a free guided
tour. Thursday is a busy day in town with Prime (fattened) cattle
being sold. Up to 12,000 cattle per sale can be yarded. Cattle are
transported by truck in the days leading up to the sale and are fed
and watered in spelling yards until the afternoon before the sale,
when they are then drafted into the selling pens. We are up early on
the day of the sale and head to the yards. There are quite a lot of
people waiting to take the tour and we are split into smaller groups
with each one having its own tour guide. Our guide takes us on a
walk between the selling pens where we rub shoulders with the cattle
buyers and agents. The smell is slightly overpowering at first but
after a while you don't seem to notice it as much. We are then
guided up to the walkways which overlook the pens and we can watch as
the selling agents auction each pen.
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Roma Saleyards - Auction underway |
Not all the cattle in each pen is
acceptable to the buyers and a long handled broom daubed with paint
is used to mark those that don't pass muster.
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Cattle in pen being marked with brush |
After each pen is sold the cattle are
herded into the weigh-in area where the total kilograms per sale can
be recorded and then moved on for delivery or into spelling yards.
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Weigh-in area |
By the following day all the cattle
have been loaded onto trucks and taken to their destinations. One
would like to think that they were all going to nice rich pastures
somewhere but the reality is that most of these cattle are sold for
meat production.
We've quite enjoyed our stay at Roma.
One of those places we have been through many times but not actually
stopped in to have a look around. We spend our last night at the
clay target shooting grounds watching the sunset. With kangaroos
grazing in the nearby paddock it makes for a pleasant end to the day.
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