Go Ahead, Whistle the Next Part

Editor's Note: This is the third post in a three part series that chronicles my adventures to the great city of Kalgoorlie in the Goldfields of Western Australia.

With the gold mines and the salt lakes behind us, the last thing to learn about was the local agriculture. We began by taking a walk around Boulder, the neighboring city to Kalgoorlie, to see the markets and just wander around. There's nothing really spectacular about this place, but it was a nice day and they had a statue of a mining dude that I liked. Also below is a picture of St. Barbara, the patron saint of miners. St. Barbara was actually found in Kal.After Boulder, we went on to a pastoral property to learn about sheep and goat farming. I think it's a lot like raising any other livestock. The sheep shearing shed was pretty cool, but the best part was definitely the kebab barbecue that we had for lunch. We got to eat goat, kangaroo, and beef. The kangaroo was really good, though I couldn't really tell a difference between it and beef. The goat was really chewy.We finished off with a desert of brownies and pavlovas. As we came to learn, a pavlova was actually created by an Australian chef to honor the famous Russian ballerina Anna Pavlova on one of her tours through Australia and New Zealand. Wikipedia claims that there is actually some controversy surrounding the dessert and may have actually come from New Zealand. Anyway, the pavlova is a cake that has a marshmallowy center with a merengue topping sauce and strawberries. It's very light and fluffy and delicious.

Leaving, the sheep farm, we headed back to Kal to meet with some Aboriginal women. However, unbeknownst to us, they decided that we would go out to their place and meet them. So, we got back on the bus for 45 minutes until we got to a road that the bus was not to going to be able to go down and their camp was still at least 5k away. So, the indigenous affairs people that we met in Kal to arrange this drove ahead in their ute (Australian for truck) to get the couple Aboriginal ladies while we walked down the road some ways. We ended of sitting down in the middle of the road to talk to them. They told stories of the past and kind of gave us a sense of their history, but because we had a flight leaving at 6, we had to get going pretty quickly. It was unfortunate how this was set up, because it could have been a lot better and more informative. Oh well, I suppose.Then we hopped back on the bus, jumped on the plane, and headed back to Tommie More and UWA for another exciting week of school.