Deni ute muster. The Ute paddock.

We ventured into the ute paddock before dark on the Friday night. It brought back memories of my younger days involving B&S s. mmmn I would rather not go there!

There were plenty of police around. On foot, dirt bikes and horses.

How low to the ground is this bull bar? It was about 1 inch and had crushed a bundy and cola can.

There were about 10 000 utes in this paddock.

This burning pile had some sort of cooking pot in the middle with a stew in it. I imagined that it would be pretty burned all around the edges. It hissed and spat at us as we went past.

There were huge woodpiles for a long long long weekend.

This wood pile signalled to me that this lot were here for a long long long time. Perhaps it would take them that to sober up enough to drive. The Police were at the ready to catch anyone even moving their utes an inch while under the influence.

This was a two story construction with proper swinging bar doors on the ground floor. One of them must have been an engineer or builder to build something so strong to withstand the jumping, dancing and stomping going on up there! It was wild! They probably burnt it all at the end!

Itty bitty posed next to this beaut ute. When all of a sudden the door opened and a beautiful young lady jumped out and offered to lift him up between her "lights"

Up he went, and he had a nice cuddle on the way!

I'm not sure she could lift him all the way.

The stereo on the back of this ute belonged in a nightclub!

Plenty of spotlights, flags and tarps flying.

A few odd lounges( apparently they just burn them at the end) and another construction.

Another building of sorts. It probably kept them quite warm.

Every now and then a string of fireworks would go off. All night long.

Old mate wanted to lay the kids on his bonnet and I said no way they'll scratch all the paint off. He said they can't hurt it any more than it is already, no way!

They were all happy just to lean on it, shame that kid of mine is so shy around strangers! They loved him! He had just finished giving Whipcracking lessons to another group of blokes. They were a bit embarrassed when he showed them up in front of the girlfriends! - he did a crack behind his back too. Some of them came and watched him compete the next day.

These bull bars had longhorns cut outs.

I thought this was really special.

Plenty of wild stickers to read and again plenty of firewood for a long stay.

Some pretty rough parking. All through the ute paddock were these contour banks, I think they were to stop any circle work.

We left when it started to get pretty dark.

TBC

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Deni ute muster

On the long weekend we travelled to Deniliquin in southwestern NSW for the state Whipcracking titles. The forecast was for rain. I thought there would just be a bit of a spit or showers.


We travelled past the Conargo hotel, there were lots of utes there who had camped there for a few days waiting for the gates to the ute muster to open on the Friday morning at 6am.



These 2 great sculptures were above the entry ways into the ute muster, they were massive! A longhorn and a ram's head.



We stopped into deni to meet up with other crackers, and grabbed some extra supplies, tinned baked beans and spaghetti and a few more tent pegs.
It was not exactly a gourmet food event.




Deni has the ute stuck up on a pole. I think it has been there for quite a few years! We were allowed in to the family camping site the day before. So in we went.



This is what greeted us on the driveway in. Nice!


Worse!



OMG! this did not look suitable for setting up a campsite!


Beyond the black tyres fence was the circle work paddock.


It looked pretty rough inside the central area.



This was where our camp was set up and it was still pretty grassy. They had half 44 gallon drums for people to have their fires in. These were spread out all around the campground. There were a few people already set up in the area. In the background you can just make out the line up along the highway of people waiting to get in the grounds. Some people had lined up and camped on the side of the road for days.



All sorts of vehicles came in there were quite a few buses. This one got nicely bogged just outside our campsite.


He got himself in deep and deeper.




Eventually some fellow came along and slid under the bus and hooked him on to his monster truck type ute. He got him out with no worries at all.



Friday saw plenty of circle work.



In plenty of fancy utes.


There were a small selection of eateries and fancy foods. Some gourmet sausages.



The tin man



A ute museum, and a sideshow alley. We went there at night.



The Roulettes put on a display both days. It went for about 15 mins.



There was a huge, strong police presence. Sniffer dogs too.
TBC


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