
Saturday, Sunday and Monday, 25th, 26th and 28th October, 2024
On Saturday evening we made our way to the Astronomy Deck near the Town Hall. We found it disappointing for star gazing as there was so much light polution from the park and on the jetty. There was a cold breeze and I gave up quite quickly, though Stephen stayed for a while.
On our third night of stargazing we went to a spot on the lake that is near the caravan park, hoping for darker skies. Although Sunday was warm and still, about the time we went out a strong wind came up. This may have contributed to the haze rising from the lake, which again made finding stars very difficult. We returned to the Sherwood and Stephen took up his post just at the front, leaning against the car.
He often found this a good spot when we were travelling and it proved to be quite good for stargazing as he could avoid looking towards the south over the lake. We also found the line of sheoaks at the edge of the caravan park protected us from the wind to a certain extent.
Late on Sunday morning we took another walk beside the lake and went out on the jetty. We could see the plants growing beneath the water and although the water was fairly clear I wouldn’t want to swim.




We made our way through the town to the pub for lunch. The pub is about 100 years old and quite well maintained. It has fairly new owners who have been there several months and have plans to renovate the interior. In the meantime it is quite liveable and offers accommodation.

We asked about alcohol free beer and were surpised to find, in a country pub, that they had about four types. We ordered a couple and also placed our order for lunch. We asked about seating indoors (the flies were bad) and were directed to the hotel dining room which is obviously for the resident guests.
Stephen asked whether they had The Weekend West, the answer was ‘no’, but Stephen was offered some reading anyway. It turned out that our hosts belong to a type of Pentacosal Christian sect and the newsletters and book were from the sect. It reminded me that the main source of weird, US-style beliefs that are imported into Australia is fundamentalist Christian sects.
Stephen read about the evils of 5G and I read the exciting first chapter about a man trying to raise funds to take he and his family to the US for a conference. Once I finished the chapter we left, somewhat enlightened as to how people could live and find purpose in a small country town. Our host was kind enough to take these photos and we can see his wife, the chef. working hard in the kitchen.


From our caravan park host we had learned that the local school has two teachers, a teaching assistant (herself) and 10 pupils covering six years of schooling for the students of various ages. Quite difficult, of course. Still, it’s amazing that it is funded at all, given they could run school buses to a larger town and consolidate.

In the 1920’s and 30’s the town was visited by people from Perth, arriving in trains, to one of the few towns with a semi permanent lake deep enough for recreational boating and swimming. There are warning signs about the danger of swimming in the lake, with a photo of a child jumping into the water.

We returned on Monday after a visit to the little cafe. We had quite good coffee and chai lattes and sat on the only seating inside (away from flies), a couple of deep armchairs. Very comfortable.
At around 11.00 a.m. we left for home. In Brookton we went up to a lookout to have soup and toast. We have often seen the sign to the lookout, but this is the first time we have been there. The road in was pretty much a 4WD road, with deep ruts from winter rains. There were no level spots to park for lunch, so we ended up choosing a spot in partial shade and rather on the wonk.


We called in at Marie and Geoff’s place on the way through Roleystone. We hadn’t thought to check if they would be home and they weren’t, they were staying down at Taunton Farm for a few days. I rang Marie as we wanted to drop something off and she guided us to a suitable hiding place for the ‘something’.
Oddly enough we didn’t feel very tired when we arrived home. I think it was probably due to having a restful couple of days in Yealering, rather than our usual driving holiday. We ate healthily and slept well whilst away.
Stephen commented that it seemed like we had been to a different world during those few days away. Being home felt almost as strange as it felt after we were away for three months.
Last night we went out on our driveway and Stephen showed me a way of star hopping (using binoculars) to see stars. First you start with a very bright star, then move to a barely visible star, then use the binoculars to see a small group of very faint stars. I found it quite exhilarating. Although we have a lot of light polution where we live, including driveway lights, it’s not a dead loss here.




















































































