So you know I showed you around the farm we were staying on in this last post? Well, we left. Working for free as a WWOOFer was never going to work out for us in the long-term. There will be more about the old farm soon but now, it’s on to greener pastures. Literally.
Welcome to my new office!
Ryan and I are now glorified adopted calf parents. We feed the little buggers, help them when they’re poorly and make sure they get the best possible start. It sounds idyllic, but when you have hundreds of the blighters under your supervision, it gets a lot trickier!
Don’t let their pretty faces fool you though. This is the toughest job I’ve ever had. It’s physically draining as we work 14 hours a day and the calves can be an absolute nightmare when they refuse to feed.
We are also helping with the calving itself. Yesterday, Ryan had to pull a calf out of cow using a piece of rope. Now that’s not something we would ever had done back home. Everyday is a new experience!
The farm is in the middle of nowhere. We are surrounded by fields as far as the eye can see. While it’s amazing to stand beneath the never-ending expanse of Australian sky, it’s a nightmare having to drive for half an hour to buy supplies or see another human being.
But now no-one can say that we haven’t had a ‘real’ Australian experience. Even our new accommodation is as Australian as it comes. Say hello to our ‘donger’. This is the traditional abode of rural Australian farmers. Who needs 5 star luxury when you could have two shipping containers?
Living in these dongers is a death sentence for the blog. With not a whiff of wifi and only a smidge of phone signal, blogging is going to be difficult for the next couple of months. I’m going to be spending my days off back in civilisation so I will make sure I get some posts out but please bear with me!
But for now, bring on the next 3 months…
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