Prompted by the personal observations of Chris Henggeler that span 40 years I hear, I forget… I see, I remember… I do, I understand … thank you for that quote, Jim! What could pastoralism do for Australia, if consumers understood the challenges facing us in our back-yard? Apart from remoteness, we are only limited by our […]
Written by Bobby Henggeler – Kachana Station “By Gee that’s chewy” … “Yer – how’s that flavour but?” If I had a dollar for the meals where that or a similar remark was spoken… well! ‘The Drover’s Cook’, a ripper poem, or ‘The cook runs the station’ is another truth often told when the subject […]
Imagine this: building a pastoral lease from scratch. I’m talking about walking onto a piece of land that has never been managed or developed – no fences, no man-made waters, no roads – nothing. Sounds like something from the 1800’s right? A story of the settlers? Well, this actually happened in the late 1980s, when […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Chris Henggeler, Owner – Kachana Station Part 1. New Millennium, New Challenges Part 2. When Alarm Bells Ring A nurse or doctor can hand out medication and check up on a patient on their own, but when alarms begin to go off in a hospital ward, it is useful to […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Chris Henggeler, Owner – Kachana Station It was in early 1979 that I arrived in Australia. Most of my time since then has been spent somewhere in the north, living and working in the bush. Good fortune offered me the opportunity to do some travelling before and during that time […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Fettes Falconer Note: Fettes Falconer is a Perth based retired geography teacher who visited Kachana some time ago and has been a loyal supporter ever since. As word got around that we needed another story for Central Station, people began ducking for cover. We thank Fettes for obliging in the […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Jacqueline Henggeler, Owner. When we moved to Kachana Station to set up our home in 1991, there was hardly any vegetation and we saw native animals on rare occasions only. Once we had established some vegetation and electric light, we attracted insects, especially during the wet. This brought along other animals […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Chris Henggeler, Owner. Caveat: Whilst composing this message I remain painfully aware that there are many people doing it really tough all over Australia. When your livelihood is on the line, and everything you own is at stake you do not need others telling you how to prioritise. The landscape vision […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Kieren Mooney While recently trekking from Perth up to the Kimberley, I found myself with yet again another opportunity to make the journey out to Kachana Station. It’s not often that such a trip arises due to the isolation and logistical difficulty of reaching the station, as no maintained vehicle […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Bobby Henggeler. Living and growing up on a small station hidden in some of the most inaccessible country in the east Kimberley I think even the pigs would laugh at what I have seen fly! Kachana Station has no road access and is dependant on aircraft for its day to […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Bobby Henggeler. We have all heard that pigs can fly… so let me tell you a story! My name is Bobby and I grew up and live on Kachana Station in the Kimberley, WA. My family and I are lucky to call a small portion of this beautiful region, home. […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Jacqueline Henggeler, Owner. Station life and farming were new to me. I grew up in a small village in Switzerland, surrounded by mountains, not on a farm, but in a hotel my parents managed at the time. I never imagined I would one day live in the middle of the […]
Host: Kachana Station Written by Chris Henggeler, Owner. “What do you intend on doing with that pile of rocks?” Back then Dad could appreciate the rugged scenery and the good water, but his question at the time remains a reality check to this day. Kachana Rock-Eaters, whose bodies were shaped more like those of grey-hounds than […]
