Mary River

Um, but yeah, no, that's why, like, you know, going up a, a creek, you know, barra fishing is, is nice.

Uh, I've been actually fishing with, um, Steve Sailing and Bushing, who used to be with Rex Hunt, up the Mar- on the Mary River, and that's pretty awesome as well 'cause that's, like, very visual and chasing ca- um, Mary River cod.

So, um, but yeah, I mean anywhere that's just got great locations, um, and when you're targeting a nice fish and you get it, that's, that's, like, best fun ever.

And the quiet beer at the end of it, which is good.

So I have true stories of townships and what happened to them.

That's my story of Gympie during two world wars and a fiction story about an Aboriginal girl who was born on the banks of the Mary River.

and her struggle to find acceptance, that's Marengalinda and Legacy, are the two historical fiction books that I read.

The fiction is in the people, but the truth of the history is not.

as he dashed his hat off, wiped his brow, and threw himself into a rocking-chair, he certainly was rough to look at, but by all who understood Australian life he would have been taken to be a gentleman.

He was a young squatter, well known west of the Mary River, in Queensland.

Harry Heathcote of Gangoyle, who owned thirty thousand sheep of his own, was a magistrate in those parts, and able to hold his own among his neighbours, whether rough or gentle.

some neighbours he had, very rough, who made it almost necessary that a man should be able to be rough also, on occasions, if he desired to live among them without injury.

It consisted of a cluster of cottages, each of which possessed a ground-floor only.

No such luxury as stairs was known at Gangoyle.

It stood about half a mile from the Mary River, on the edge of a creek which ran into it.

The principal edifice, that in which the Heathcotes lived, contained only one sitting-room and a bedroom on each side of it.

To lose that quality of milk in this state would be a crime, and it did fit our criteria.

And of course, they're Mary Valley.

They're very, very close to us.

So that suits us for quality reasons.

So we have set about and made a label up and we're going to mark up their milk as coming from their farm, one farm.

We're going to have a, they can check the label and go back to the farm itself, so they absolutely know the origin.

I think people are very, very opposed of their milk coming up from Victoria, but I can guarantee you our milk is local Mary Valley milk.

So what's happened is we're going flat chat, getting this brand up and running.

And, you know, it's just nature doing its thing, and there's plenty of food for them, so they'll just keep, you know, keep multiplying, and that's what they're at.

And then I went – I fished another spot called Shady Camp, which is part of the Mary River system, and – I was fortunate enough to get back in just on low tide, and I'm not exaggerating.

We would have seen 150 crocs in a 10-kilometre stretch of river.

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