When in town, it's only polite to mingle with the locals & what better way to do that than go to the local watering hole...
The Black Stump Inn, Coolah was the epitome of your local country pub. A G'day Mate! was directed our way as walked in the front door from each and every one of the patrons who were quick to spark up conversation with us, as we were no doubt 'fresh meat' from their usual drinking companions.
A few Tooheys Old on tap later we saw something that you would have NEVER expected to see in such a rough country man's pub like we were in... with her pleather jacket, straw like pony tail wig, long & sharp-far-from-ladylike acrylic nails and make up applied like it was spac filler... this rather confused she-man really did need to spend a little more time practising her soft & elegant lady like speech. And didn't the fellas love it!! Cracking jokes at every moment about who could find her adams apple first, laughing cause she won the meat raffle but was vegetarian but would take the meat home to her puppies - the boys were querying why she had puppies and not pussies... honestly it was one of the funniest nights we've had in a long time... all at the expense of this Priscilla Queen of the Coolah who came to pay us a little visit.
The next day... we FOUND SUNSHINE!!! The river had risen a ridiculous amount but the sun was shining and the surroundings were really lovely... 
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