There is nothing better than a good old fashioned bush race meeting and they don’t get much better than Camooweal Races. Would you like to know what went down? The who’s who of the north frocked up, dusted off their ties and headed to town for the annual races.
Of course Clancy was beside himself with excitement because Camooweal is his everything, his favourite town, it doesn’t get much better than this folks… poor little bugger has led a sheltered life. He had his tie on before we even left home and kept it on for the 3 hour drive. Tom was also dressed to the nines and Harry was dressed for comfort, like he usually is – footy shorts, t-shirt and thongs, that kid couldn’t care less, he is all about the fun, god love him. And fun he had. Here is Clancy with Russell, the “Unofficial Mayor of Camooweal” – that is his official title. Quite regal isn’t he. Almost royalty in the ‘Weal.
Lisa… this one’s for you…
It was such a great day and a wonderful crowd. Perfect weather for catching up with long lost friends who we haven’t seen for months.
Here is Mr Savvy B (who also doubles as the President of the race club) & Mr Chardy… Mr Chardy doesn’t like appearing on this blog, so shhhhh – don’t tell him.
And here is Bad Uncle Chardy – that would be Mr Chardy’s twin brother, featured here with none other than our favourite outback plumber – Stretch or FBH as he calls himself in my comments.
Here is Russell with his bestie Bruce, who likes to refer to Russell as The Group Leader…. these two are the funniest blokes I have ever come across, their dry sense of humour is second to none and I could listen to them all day long, HILARIOUS!
Of course what would a race meeting be without Fashions on the Field?
Footwear varied on the field…
We partied on into the night and camped at the grounds in our horse truck – because that’s how you roll out here.
The next day we were apparently leaving really early, but that didn’t eventuate, after Mr Chardy announced we would just head to the pub for a “snappy one”. Of course after a few snappy ones we ended up staying and heading off very early the next morning. You can’t beat a Sunday Session at our favourite watering hole – The Post Office Hotel.
Clancy spent most of the day exploiting his cuteness and robbing people blind for all of their gold coins so he could have a solid day playing Big Buck Hunter…
And here is the CEO of the POH – Chris, our local publican. He is one patient man and very generous, he even gives free ice with your drinks and sometimes offers patrons a complimentary straw, I think this is why we love him so much and keep coming back.
I even managed to earn a free Chardy after stacking the fridge and cleaning up a few spills. Bloody messy Jackaroo’s!!! DD would have been saying to them: “Keep your wits about you!”
All in all it was a fabulous weekend – we really are so lucky to be part of such a fabulous community. DD & Rex stayed back at Chardy HQ to manage things and when I walked back into my house I said “this place has been DD’ised” – DD & Rex had cleaned the place while we were away, it doesn’t get much better than that does it folks?!
Now it is time to get back into it and prepare for our annual Camooweal Mini School which we will head in for on Sunday for the week.
Did you head to the races on the weekend?
Catch up with some long lost friends?
Have you been to Camooweal?