On the way we called into Borrowdale Village at Gympie, to photograph the beautiful Jacaranda Trees in full flower. Borrowdale is an interesting park and Gold Museum and well worth the visit even when the Jacarandas aren't flowering. You can check it out here: http://www.goldmuseum.spiderweb.com.au/
We also had the treat of seeing these Black Swans and their Cygnets by the lake in the park, there are many waterfowl in the park, Ibis, Ducks, Mud Hens, Geese as well as other Swans but this family were so calm even though there were people all around them, just behind where I stood to take these pics there was a young couple picnicking on the grass.
We enjoyed looking around Childers, the Pharmaceutical Museum and Old Butcher Shop Museum were both closed, but after all it was Sunday.
There were quite a few of these brass plaques in the footpath with interesting stories, this one reads as follows "Wagon and sulky owners had a problem with the timber in the iron tyres becoming loose, they would swell the tyres in a waterhole. In the 1880's Richard Giles stopped at the Broadhurst Homestead as his wheels were loose. He reversed his dray into the waterhole but lost it in the water.
On the side wall there is a haunting painting titled "Taking a Break in the Field", its a collage of the backpackers, done by Josonia Palaitis.
Printed on the front of the Memorial brochure are the words - "Remembering victims is Important but not enough."
This would be the perfect place to have an early coffee and to watch the sunrise, maybe even a mini-muffin to nibble on and call it breakfast.
The beach goes for miles in a great sweeping bay.
And when we had had our fill of sights, we enjoyed a coffee at this little place, with of course, a view of the ocean.
And so off home, a three hour drive so no stopping for piccies on the way, but couldn't resist turning in to have a look at Buxton. When returning to the highway we passed this little guy, the Darling came to a fast halt so as not to run over him, but needn't have worried, the frill neck didn't move a muscle and just sat there in the middle of the road, and let us take his piccie, I guess he thought the middle of the road was a safe enough place to soak up the last of the days sun.