33 Degrees South: Booborowie, Part 1.

From Lofty: A series of pictures from the hilly district 100 miles north of where I live. Booborowie is the tiny town where we started. The country is gaunt yet beautiful. The rainfall is fickle, early settlers had their hopes dashed every drought but the lucky few families survived and prospered into the 21st century. The wind is a nearly constant feature hence the wind farms but on the day we rode there was little wind so they turned fitfully. Properly speaking the photos should have the title 33 degrees south as we are a fair way from home. The third picture is a zoom shot of the falcon in shot 2. Click for full size!

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At The Dairy Goat Show.

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Nubian doeling back in the pens where the goats are kept prior to going into the ring.

A La Mancha doe standing at ringside. No, no one cut off her ears; they are born this way.

A contestant listens carefully to the judge’s comments at the end of his class.

Nigerian Dwarf does waiting at ringside for their turn to go in the ring and shine before the judge. They really are that little. Their backs do not come as high as my knees and I am not exactly what would be called tall.

When the judge directs you to stand in the front of the line, and no one else is in front of you… that means you just won the class. But since you are at a show, you must keep concentrating on your goat and keep her looking good.

This truly gorgeous and very personable doe went Best In Show. A well-deserved win.

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