There are a couple of things one might say if a friend suggests that one helps him deliver a use commercial fridge to a cattle station some 2000 kilometers away. They boil down, essentially, to “yes” and “no”. Having just spent a week in trial in Melbourne, I thought it might be good idea to swop my wig for an Akubra for a few days. So I said yes.
The fridge was duly loaded up on the back of a ute. I joined the delivery process at Alice Springs airport: our destination was Napperby Station, just a couple of hundred kilometres out of Alice. The fridge was, of course, quite heavy, but that was no problem, at all: the owner of the station, Roy Chisholm, has loads of boy’s toys, including of course a fork lift truck.
Such stations are vast. Roy’s front drive is some 25 miles long, and the whole station is some 50 miles by 40 miles – about the size of an English county. Roy has about 14,000 head, and so to keep an eye on them, he uses a helicopter
It was a long drive back. By the time we got back the Flinders Ranges, we were nearly home.