Michael Goos with wheelbarrow

(Photo: Picture Ipswich)

Agricultural reporter for the “Queenslander” – I arrived at an apparently recently ploughed strip of land between two fences. This turned out to be a road. We (that is, my horse and I) looked at it, in mute dismay. There was, nevertheless, but one thing for it. So on we plunged till time and careful sounding brought us to a house at the roadside. Leaving this spot of civilisation, I struggled along through what was, as I then thought, the worst bit of road in Queensland. Crossing the railway line I travelled on to Rosewood Gate station, still struggling through the most wretched roads I had hitherto seen. … The roads in the Rosewood Scrub!
[Q.T. 29 June, 1876]