This was an interesting device.
Back in the day of many agricultural MIS projects, there was an emu farming venture promoted at Mt Gibson Station. This was the incubator for the eggs which, in the absence of dad rolling them over, needed rocking a couple of times a day. The trays moved from about 30 degrees down to the left to the same on the right, and back again.
Like just about all – if not all - of those MIS projects, a failure.
Rabbit traps. When I was about 14 a mate and I would trap rabbits and sell them for pocket money to a firm that supplied butcher shops in Perth. There was a good rabbit warren not far out of the small town where we lived, so we would ride our bikes there after school, set the traps, then go back the next morning before school to collect, kill and gut the catch before lodging them in the cool store where kangaroo shooters also lodged their bounty.
I recall in probably 2nd year high school (year 9), my English teacher (no doubt a city girl fresh out of teachers’ college doing country penance) being amazed by my essay that we were asked to write about things we did in our spare time, or some such.
A 1960s-style grain receival bin. I did a couple of seasons ‘on the bins’, just like this one, during harvest after finishing school and first year uni.
A small section of the modern bin version in the background. Not only are yields greater these days, but there has been a massive shift to crop production and away from wool production.
Canola crops are flowering in northern areas.
And of course, canola was hardly thought of back in those days. Some early dabbling with ‘rape’ met with problems from disease and bitter oil until Canadian plant breeders and agronomists developed ‘sweeter-oil’ and disease-resistant types and rid it of its unfortunate name to originate ‘canola’ (
Canola oil - Wikipedia).
The good rains across SW Australia this winter are setting up a bumper cropping season.