Host: Lisa Wood/ AGP Indonesia Written by Lisa Wood – Traceability Officer, AGP. Today’s post is about one of our Corporate Social Responsibility (CSR) projects. For those joining us this year, Indonesian Big Business must participate in projects that enhance the society in which we live and operate. These projects are varied and tailored for […]
Host: Lisa Wood/ AGP Indonesia Written by Lisa Wood – Traceability Officer, AGP. **** WARNING – THIS POST CONTAINS PHOTOS OF THE BUTCHERING PROCESS. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE VERY SENSITIVE. THANK YOU**** At the time of writing this, I am inserting the photos along the way; having said that, I am leaving […]
Host: Lisa Wood/ AGP Indonesia Written by Lisa Wood – Traceability Officer, AGP. The average Indonesian Abattoir is not much more than a bare room with a bare floor. Some places may have rails and hooks for hanging the butchered meat. Other places pile it up on the floor. Abattoirs slaughtering imported cattle must have […]
Host: Lisa Wood/ AGP Indonesia Written by: Lisa Wood – Traceability Manager, AGP. As my deadline date to have my blogs in is here, I am sitting in an MLA conference, attempting to split my attention so as not to be overly late with my posts as well as keeping up with industry improvements in […]
Host: Hodgson River Station Written by: Jo Bloomfield – Owner, Hodgson River Station. In the early 1990’s a Pastoral land care group in Alice Springs, solely as an initiative of the producers developed a system of land monitoring. This is taking a photograph and recordings of a set site after a rain event or at […]
Host: Hodgson River Station Written by: Jo Bloomfield – Owner, Hodgson River Station. Water buffalo. This breed of buffalo is the swamp variety that pretty much invaded through population explosion in North Australia. Largely uncontrolled until the BTEC (Brucellosis and Tuberculosis Eradication Campaign) program in the 1980’s. They were imported to provide food to remote […]
Host: Hodgson River Station Written by: Jo Bloomfield – Owner, Hodgson River Station. Some of the following are mother nature’s creations in all her timeless wonder and management. The Cicadas. Have you ever been outside and there is a deafening squealing sound that just doesn’t stop and penetrates right through you? It’s these guys, the Cicadas […]
Host: Hodgson River Station Written by: Jo Bloomfield – Owner, Hodgson River Station. Has anyone ever told you to stop and smell the roses?- meaning to slow down and take a good look around. Well I prefer to stop and look at the trees. I love to look at the variety of trees, plants, and animals […]
Host: Hodgson River Station Written by: Jo Bloomfield – Owner, Hodgson River Station. Brolgas. The Brolgas have a red marking on their head – the older they are the darker it is. A weird gangly bird that remind me of prehistoric pterodactyls. They stand nearly 2m tall with about the same wing span. They make […]
Host: Hodgson River Station Written by: Jo Bloomfield – Owner, Hodgson River Station. The changes of the seasons over 12 months in North Australia is really quiet astounding! In this post I have tried to show a snapshot of our major environment changes through a single year. January, in particular February and March are generally our […]
Host: Hodgson River Station Written by: Jo Bloomfield – Owner, Hodgson River Station. I feel a bit odd writing about our over abundance of rain during the wet when I know so many others are currently in drought. Prior to this property my husband and I had operated a property that bordered the Simpson Desert, NT. […]
Host: Noreena Downs Station Written by: Kate Paull – Owner/Manager, Noreena Downs Station. During the summer months the jobs can change and vary a lot. Below are a few examples of my days and sometimes my family members. 1) When it buckets down with rain, I get super excited. Yes this will grow the grass […]
Host: Noreena Downs Station Written by: Kate Paull – Owner/Manager, Noreena Downs Station. So I’ve come home to have lunch after my bore run and I realise there is a wee boo boo, I did say to Central Station that I was going to produce seven blogs and I don’t like to go back on […]
Host: Noreena Downs Station Written by: Kate Paull – Owner/Manager, Noreena Downs Station. The main house (kit home) that my mum lives in was built by my Dad with the help of Mum and us four children who worked out how well gyprock broke when you rammed into it. I bet we were an awesome […]
Host: Noreena Downs Station Written by: Kate Paull – Owner/Manager, Noreena Downs Station. Yes, some of you reading this are probably thinking “Who in hell would do a blog on poddy calves?”. Well none the less they are an interesting species in their own little way and are a big part of station life. A […]
Host: Noreena Downs Station Written by: Kate Paull – Owner/Manager, Noreena Downs Station. Bore runs are one of my favourite jobs, its well known in my family that if I go on a bore run I will either complete it in time just about or I will not be due back for some time due […]
Host: Noreena Downs Station Written by: Kate Paull – Owner/Manager, Noreena Downs Station. A day of yarns again for you’s my dear readers. Quick white nasty spaceship and yard up dilemma One day I managed to score an invitation to go mustering with Nathan my then boyfriend and his awesome crew at Roy Hill Station, […]
Host: Noreena Downs Station Written by: Kate Paull – Owner/Manager, Noreena Downs Station. Cattle can have a great sense of humour; so far as to rattle their dags and leave us for dead or play a mystery game or show you what they are really capable of which to no ends are amusing. So I […]
Host: Yougawalla Station Written by: Jane Sale – Manager, Yougawalla Pastoral Company. Agriculture is a “glass half full” industry. An industry of optimists. There is always at least one uncertainty to deter you taking a risk with your money, but for love of what we do, we put it all on the line anyway. The weather […]
Host: Yougawalla Station Written by: Jane Sale – Manager, Yougawalla Pastoral Company. “Penis.” Five year-old Tilly turned and recited her new vocabulary to me. Golden curls skirted her face and her little eyes peered up at me, waiting for feedback as to how she was doing. “That’s good, Tilly,” I replied, a little thrown off by the […]
