Biloela 4 August 2013

Drove down the road to Dululu, a small village about 40km away. It has a camping area, a pub and about 4 houses. We talked to an old fella of 90 who has lived there most of his life. He said that it used to be a lively town that was supported by the local farmers, but has been slowly dying. Drove onto Jambin for lunch; an even smaller town, with a tiny derelict train station, then onto Biloela.

The farms seem prosperous, with a variety of crops growing, irrigated by a number of rivers and creeks. The town was bigger than expected, with a population of about 6,000, made up of farm labourers, coal miners and power station workers. Talking to some of the older residents, they were dismayed by the influx of new people that is slowly changing the character of the town. Had a look at the local museum that gave a history of the town. Camped on the outskirts of town next to a fallow paddock and at dusk we were surprised when a mob of kangaroos popped up in the field.