Cob’s a farmer. Now. Started out as a cowboy. No kidding: the horse, the hat, them boots, campfires, middle-of-fucking-nowhere in the Kimberlies, rodeos. Y’know … a cowboy. How many of you even know a cowboy. I have/had one as a brother. Never saw him and remote communications? Err … yeah, so, we didn’t have much to do with each other. Then I left Australia and any chance of a decent relationship went the way of the Daughter of the Winter Easterly …
Then he got his chopper licence and chased cattle from an aerial whipper-snipper … I think we are all relieved that he survived.
And now he’s a (hobby) farmer and general entrepreneur.
So I’m dead impressed by his lifestyle. Totally different from mine.
Before I ventured out on my Epic I visited his farm and snapped a few snaps … here’s a selection.