13 – 16th October 2018
When the mercury pushes 40C we plumb for the luxury of a powered site at a caravan park. Our preference is to stay away from caravan parks but when these temperatures were forecast for four consecutive days we booked into a park in Charters Towers. Having set up we flicked the aircon switch and waited for the magic.
Ten minutes later there was no difference.
Twenty minutes later, the Coddiwommple had heated up nicely.
The aircon had heated the caravan nicely, if it was -0C: not what we hoped for.
At happy hour the men diagnosed a burst aircon pipe so our three nights on a powered site were without aircon. It was a mission of tenacity and endurance to find a company willing to touch a caravan aircon. Several hours the next day we found someone in the town of Emerald who would look at it. However, that did not work out, they let us travel the hundred or so kilometers to tell us on arrival they had other work on. Plan B was to head to Dalby where we had an appointment for Monday morning 8am.
We arrived in pouring rain but pleased to be settled, knowing we had our appointment first thing Monday morning. The small town on the Darling Downs is the trading hub for a large agricultural industry. With little else to do we filled our weekend visiting museums and taking in the town sites.
Dalby’s heritage buildings and churches have been maintained well making a real treat to meander the heritage trail. Magnificent bottle trees feature as part of the town’s streetscapes as do a variety of sub tropical flowering shrubs that makes this a pretty town to visit.
We are blase about museums in general but with this across the road it was hard to ignore. I have to say this is one of the more interesting collections of “stuff” I have ever seen. Machinery sheds housed agricultural machinery dated between 1800 and 1950. That’s 150 years of machinery. You get the idea. It was huge and took hours to get even part way around.
Tucked away in an old tin shed I found a Chandler Hearse of which there are two left in the world: the other is on display in America. The museum is staffed by volunteers and sadly the old beauty (the hearse not the caretaker) has been driven into the garage and left to fend for itself.
Thank you Dalby for a wonderful afternoon pottering about the Pioneer Museum. And thank you for the excellent service at a reasonable cost to fix the air conditioning unit. We were on the road by 11am Monday morning and Murphy’s Law being as it is we have only used the aircon once since October last year.
In 1904 the council established therapeutic thermal mineral baths to cater for those wished to “take the waters” for whatever ailed them. Decades later when interest in this approach to wellbeing waned the baths were closed. The downturn in interest was spearheaded by medicos who were doubtful of the benefits of mineral baths, preferring to treat with drugs and physiotherapy. Too bad. A soak in a mineral tub would have gone down a treat in the rain and cold of our time there.
Day Four of the 2019 A-Z Challenge which I am participating in during the month of April. The challenge is to post six days a week, Sunday respite or catching up with other participants and their posts. Each of the twenty-six days represents a letter of the alphabet and while each post stands alone they form part of a loose theme reflecting our retirement trip around Australia.