Posted on November 15, 2015
Springtime in the wheatbelt means yellow canola fields as far as the eye can see.
Well, not quite, but it does seem a bit like it from some vantage points. it was a lovely day, I had some time so I jumped in the car and headed out to York, which is a couple of hours drive from me to see if I could find some photogenic fields.
Posted on October 4, 2009
One of the main reasons we went off to York (apart from to see the place) was to see the rolling fields of canola (rapeseed) in bloom.
To the east of Perth, there’s a big forest which is the main water catchment area for all the drinking water for the sprawling metropolis – its pretty big, extending 300km north to south (actually, it goes all the way to the south coast, some 700km down) and about 60 or so km east/west. After that, its the wheatbelt – a vast rolling landscape of farms and small towns, the further east, the more wheat. Then desert. Anyway, this landscape is very lovely, especially at this time of year when the spring flowers are out and the landscape is still lush and green before the summer turns it all into dusty browns.
There weren’t any good bright yellow canola fields on the way to York, but on the way back near Brookton, it was lovely.
Took a 3 shot panorama of this field – wasn’t quite the shot I was looking for, but its pretty cool anyway.
As we drove back, we saw lots of opportunities to take more pictures, but it was late and we were tired. Next year then
Posted on October 3, 2009
York is a heritage town in the wheatbelt to the east of Perth. Its a fair old trek from where we live by the sea, so we packed the camera bags and headed out early as its a couple of hours drive through the forest and out into the fields.
On the way we stopped off at a place that makes it own olive oil – run by a charismatic Frenchman – and full of the yummiest locally made honey, tapenade, olive oil, etc. We came away with some bounty (of course) for later. The local scenery is lovely too, with rolling fields and totally unspoiled forest.
York is only a small town with architecture straight out of the wild west, quaint, with verandahs, wrought iron fretwork and the original signwriting on the buildings. Its pretty quiet and cool. We went for a walk about, had some nice lunch and went off for a tour around the old courthouse. Its wonderfully preserved – you walk into the later of the 2 courtrooms, then to the earlier basic courtroom, then the jail cells, which are scarily small and with preserved graffiti on the walls. All the pictures I took of York are on the Holga or Trip 35, so you’ll just have to wait for those 🙂
Went on to the main Catholic church – a very nice traditional building with lovely stained glass windows
Had a very disappointing Devonshire Tea in the somewhat crap Yorky’s Coffee Carriage tea shop, but consoled ourselves with a load of shots with the Holgas and Trip 35’s then came home via Brookton, a scenic detour through the most gorgeous countryside.
Drive was lovely, through the fields of the wheatbelt – which actually extends 100’s of miles to the east.
In Brookton, saw this wonderful sign. Not sure how that actually works as a business though..any ideas?
next post – the canola fields.