All pics here.
I have no idea why these irons were sad. Possibly they were being bullied by the pressure irons next to them.

Fireman carved outta wood in front of the museum. Apparently there was a big fire in 1983 where people and livestock perished, and this was some sort of memorial.

There was a note saying this was a whalebone. You'll have to take their word for it.

More knots than a sane man can look at in a lifetime.

They also had a collection of horsedrawn vehicles. This is a hearse.

The woman the town was named after. She was the daughter of some bishop in Adelaide I think.

Same woman as old. Still got the ol' spark in her eye.

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