Granite Belt, All Aboard!

This is a bit out of date, but, as all good procrastinators claim, better late than never!

About a week after returning from New Zealand, we got our “holiday” on again, and had a little mini-break at The Cute Little Blue Place at Ballandean.


For some unknown reason, trips to the Granite Belt have become synonymous with the wearing of onsies.

This is a photo from our inaugural onsie fest from 2013.

And 2014’s onsie fest didn’t dissapoint. Despite being clad in cheap foreign pyjamas which are least likely to be made of non-flammable fabric, we warmed ourselves by the fire-pit with a lovely home cooked shepherds’ pie and some delicious sweet treats (and just a smidge of wine).

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I said just a smidge…

The next day, we weren’t really in the mood for die hard wine touring.

So we stopped in briefly at the pyramid (for those who were on their maiden Stanthorpe trip), went to up Felsberg for some lunch, and down to Sutton’s for some apple pie dessert.


The Granite Belt was in danger of becoming “old hat”, but my complacency dissolved with the insider knowledge (from Leo’s cousin) that there was an historic railway station nearby.

Wallangara is the station on the border between Queensland and New South Wales. It appears to be disused for its original purpose, but there was a modern Block Limit Sign still installed, which means it might actually get some traffic.

We saw (and did) all of the train things!

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In the station grounds, there was a bit of a junk sale, with lots of rusty objects up for grabs. I even found an antique willoware jug and basin set but it was too crazed for my liking (that is, infested with a network of cracks, not likely to go on a homicidal rampage).

We saw some intricate minature steam engines and stopped for a “build your own” breakfast in the former station offices.



There was also a little bit of a museum that explained the history of the location. I think the best example of interstate officiousness gone wrong was that the Queensland side of the station there is a rounded awning, but on the New South Wales side of the station there is a straight awning.


Wallangara was a lovely stop for a train afficionados and mere commuters alike, and some of us had such a good time that we had to be forcibly bundled back into the car for the journey back to Brisbane.


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