• Access Granted – Madura Plains

    For 29 days I documented the day to day at Madura Plains during their shearing. Nothing about this trip across the Nullabor was going to be ordinary for me. I was putting big fat ticks on my bucket list next to the Nullabor, halfway across Australia and the Great Australian Bight. I was taking my 11 month old babe, Travis, right into the thick of isolation, further than I had ever taken him before. The craziest part about it though, was that if this property wasn’t up to scratch with happy, healthy sheep living there, it would be the end of my career in the wool industry. I would leave…

  • ASH FLINTOFT

    DUCKS ON THE POND! Back in the day, you would hear this ring through the woolshed, to announce the impending arrival of women. Usually carrying over smoko, the swearing would stop and the men would be on their best behavior. Meet Ash Flintoft. She’s not just a little duck on some pond, she’s a woman of the downtube. Ash wasn’t born into a shearing family. In fact, she didn’t have anything to do with the wool industry until she took up work on a sheep station in her late teens. While the station work was all fine and dandy, it was shearing that she fell in love with at first…

  • It’s Not You, It’s Me

    Eventually, something would have to give. Over the last decade in the wool industry I have slowly watched my home soil perish. The dirt underneath my feet is cracked and thirsty. Paddocks that were once littered with sheep, are now bare. It’s hard to remember a time during my woolclassing career when the drought wasn’t part of the small talk that I make with farmers. A time when we would worry if we would be able to get out that black soil driveway without getting bogged. Those times of laying in the shearers quarters at night listening to the rain on the tin roof. Hearing those two words that were…

  • Jack the Immortal

    For most of the properties that I have worked at during my woolclassing career, there would be a 12 month stint between visits. While most of the woolgrowers are exceptional and a large chunk of them I now fondly call friends, it’s their working dogs that get me excitedly holding my breath in anticipation for work to start Monday morning, hoping that they’ve still kicked on for another year. There are a few dogs that have a special place in my heart, Bullet from Dunwinnie, Wooly from Tarwoona, Tripod from Avon Downs. Old Jack though, he’s one very special old mate of mine. Jack is 14 years young. His front…

  • MY FIRST SHED

    Growing up in the north west suburbs of Brisbane, a life in the wool industry was never something that I considered. Like most young girls I fantasised about becoming a vet, zoo keeper or even just a pet owner. My compassion for my furred and feathered friends started at a young age, but the motivation for university never came to me. My career in animal care never even got a look in. Nothing really sparked my interest in the concrete jungle, after high school I bounced around jobs, usually only staying at them for a year. Customer service, hospitality, receptionist, aspiring real estate agent, I spent 7 years floating through…

  • SEVEN

    Every now and then a big personality is born on a farm. Seven is one of them. Born in 2016 as part of a set of triplets, Seven was met with the big wet that had hit his home of ‘Aloeburn’, Boree Creek.  Very few paddocks remained safe from flood waters for the lambing ewes and his farmers, Jodie and Andrew Green had some tough decisions to make for the wellbeing of their flock. Both Seven and his brother were adopted by Jodie and Andrew, giving their sister a more promising start at life. The two young rams were added to the poddy mob, they became part of the special…

  • MERINO COUNTRY

    It was the nineties and the Queensland wool industry was struggling through drought and low wool prices. Searching through stores for Australian wool everyday wear, would have you coming home empty handed. It was a quiet time for Queensland wool, but something was stirring inside of Kerrie Richards. These hard times was the fuel that ignited her idea for merino wool clothing line, ‘Merino Country’. With next to zero traceability of an Australian wool clip from farm to fibre and a lack of affordable everyday wear merino clothing available to the public, Kerrie was smacked in the face with a gaping hole in the Australian clothing industry. Her new business…

  • MOLLY CORNISH

    Molly Cornish will make you want to get out there and grab life by the horns, or wool for that matter. I caught up with Molly at her dad’s farm, ‘Crenmore’, at  Oatlands, Tasmania. In the freezing cold temps she graciously braved them for me to get a few shots and humbly told me about her life, loves and what she’s got in store for the future. When most little girls hit their 12th birthday, planning for their future and laying down foundations for their career path goes as far as declaring that they want to be a vet one week and an actress the next. Something a little more…

  • THE BIG DRY

    (Image – ‘Cambo’, Mungindi NSW) The big dry. There’s a lot of things you can regulate, influence and change as a woolgrower. But the rain ain’t one of them. Working across Southern and Outback Queensland for most of my working year in the woolsheds, I experience the highs and lows of the seasons alongside the woolgrowers who I class for. Some days work is called off because not even my 4wd can navigate their black soil driveways to start work. But when the big dry rears its ugly head, there is nothing but sunshine. That moisture sucking, dry heat sunshine. The ground under the sheep’s hooves is cracked and patiently…

  • MIA

    Meet Mia. Cute isn’t she? Don’t tell her that though. She’s a working girl, dedicating her life to penning up, guarding her ute and collecting bones. Starting her life in Hay, NSW, Mia moved in with her family in southern Qld when she was still soft and cuddly. Destined for a life in the woolsheds with her shearer dad and woolclasser mum, there’s hardly been a time in her 6 years that she hasn’t been around sheep. Starting in her shearing team at the bottom of the ranks, she was taken under the wing of the other team dogs and quickly learnt what this penning up gig is all about. She…

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