e travelled to Herberton near Atherton
and set up camp in the Tepon Equestrian Park
where the annual Bustracker AGM was held.
Tepon Equestrian Park panorama.
Our van.
Merry revellers.
What is left of a large buffet.
Alf.
Batto (Keith) our incoming President.
Stella.
Bob.
Didge lessons.
More merry revellers.
Chris's jewellery shop.
Chris's beading class.
The officials.
Outgoing and incoming Presidents, Secretary,
Treasurer and Committee.
Time out for repairs.
Dinner at the Boondockers.
The extroadinary Patchwork Quilts by one of the ladies.
The camp oven cook-off.
The judging begins.
The winners.
(The real winners were us because we got to sample the goods.)
The entertainment around the campfire.
The Sextet group.
We went on an outing to a nearby disused mining area at Irvinebank.
We passed through the small town of Watsonville on the way.
The windmill in the centre of the road is a round-about.
The historical town of Irvinebank.
Loudoun mill was commissioned in 1884 for the production of metallic tin.
Waiting for a titbit.
We were being observed by the locals.
One of the many abandoned mines around Irvinebank.
What's down there?
The eerie silence was disturbed by Chris's scream "SNAKE!".
It turned out to be a legless lizard.
A tiny cottage.
Irvinebank Transport Museum.
The official dinner.
Yours truely.
The spread.
Who says we rough it at camp.
Rob and Glen.
Noel and Denise.
You can't take some people anywhere.
Try and get the mike off Muzza!
Alf and his home made kit plane.
It does fly.
Muzza, Norm Provan and Judy.
The last of the group at happy hour in Tepon Park.