The year everyone got naked

Host: Yarrie Station
Written by Martha Lindstad – Stationhand, Yarrie Station.

We were about halfway through the mustering season, when Tara and I went down to one of our mustering camps to pick up some gear. “Lets do pants off Friday, and take a photo”, Tara said. I was in my own little world, and didn’t quite catch exactly what she said, so I stripped right off. “Oh, are we taking everything off?” she said. Why not? After a couple of not too successful photos in front of the V8 Landcruiser, we jumped up on the loading ramp at the yards at Little De Grey. After lots of laughing, and a bit of trouble getting the right angle with the iPhone camera, balancing on top of the ute, we got the photo we wanted.

Back at camp the same night, we had a few laughs about it, and came up with the idea of making a nudie calendar. So the next couple of months were partly spent without clothes. Horse riding, shoeing, riding the bike, jumping up on signs, and so much more. One of the girls was out grading one day, and was finished for the day when another came to pick her up. She decided to take her calendar shot on the grader, posing like in front on the Titanic. The only trouble was that there were spectators up the hill. A couple that were out prospecting in the area watched the whole photo session. There were a few laughs when we later met them in Marble Bar at the race weekend.

The girls were definitely mostly excited about the calendar, but even the blokes did their duty. Chopper pilot Stuart and fuel man Chris got their photos sorted during one of the last musters. Fuelling up naked on the Warrawagine road didn’t bother them. Also, Dave finally got his shot on the motorbike.

Susan became our main nudie photographer. I don’t think the lovely lady from Sydney had expected that when she turned up here, but she did a great job. Good on you, Susan. You can read her Yarrie story here.

Towards the end of the season, the calendar was ready. All profits from it goes to the Trent McDonald fund. Trent lost his father Justin “Juddy” McDonald in a helicopter accident three years ago, and the McDonald family are good friends of Yarrie. Trent made quite an entrance into the world too, which you can read about here and here.

You can buy the calendar at the Iron Clad pub in Marble Bar, or order it through Ebony Hill at

The photo that started it all. Tara and I doing “pants off” Friday at the loading ramp at Little De Grey yards.

Holding cattle in the nude while waiting for the rest of the mob. Miss September.

Making the old truck look good.

A little cool down in the trough at Ann’s bore.
Chris is always nearby when the choppers needs fuel.
Fuelling up next to Warrawagine road didn’t stop Chris and Stuart from taking their nudie photos. 
Titanic on the grader.
Miss January.