Wwoofers at Nyroca Camp

For the last 10 days at Nyroca Camp, I have had the pleasure of hosting a Victorian family, making their way around Australia, and stopping here as part of the Wwoofer scheme (willing workers on organic farms), whereby they work at the host property, and are supplied with meals and accommodation in return.

Nicole is a single mother of four children, aged between seven and fourteen, three girls, Tallis, Ellery and Ainsley, and one boy Lindsay, all being ‘home schooled’. Before arriving at Nyroca, the family spent eight days at the Lincoln National Park, camping at various beauty spots.

Once at Nyroca however, Nicole was committed to working hard on any project I suggested, intent to balance the generosity provided to the family. She explained to me that she began ‘wwoofing’ years’ ago in Tasmania, and it was inculcated in her psyche,(following that introduction) that if one was to be provided with meals and shelter in this life, then one has to work for it. I thought that that was a simple, but logical principle, but there are probably 5 million Australians who have severe difficulties understanding that concept!

All of the family could play the piano, and each evening I enjoyed the concerts including guitar, clarinet and ukulele, and especially when three would sit at the piano and play a pretty powerful classical piece. When three people play on the one piano it’s called ‘piano six hands’.

Since I rusticated nearly nine years’ ago, there has been a range of people (from many countries) who have played a part in the maintenance and development of the Nyroca campsite, but this particular family was special in many ways.
Another couple who recently stayed overnight at Nyroca was Lis and Lief from Denmark, and making their way across South Australia towards Queensland. Again an interesting life story.

During the recent spell of hot weather, my poor fowls really suffered, and I lost 15 laying hens. It was easy to spray water on the Muscovy and Khaki Campbell ducks, in the heat of the day, but the poor hens were hiding in the shade, obviously in distress, and gasping. In order to build up the stock after this disaster, I have just hatched out two dozen chicks from the incubator, but of course there is a six month growing period before any cackleberries manifest.

Karen Johnson from Coffin Bay, very kindly brought over three delightful roosters the other day (surplus to her requirements), one of which is a Frizzle, a delightful, rather odd and old breed with six toes on each leg, and curled feathers, first discovered by Charles Darwin. They are under close observation and I do hope that the resident roosters will be accepting of the new arrangements and that there is a peaceful assimilation, without undue domestic upheaval.

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