Climate Battle of Some Where No Where

A couple of places worlds apart, Northern and Southern Hemispheres. Climatically very different, but perhaps not so different culturally and being similar as to being in the middle of no where in their respective States and regions.
I've chosen Hayes County, Nebraska, and the Hay Plains region of NSW for this climate battle of the middle of no where.
In AU, we describe these sorta places as being 'beyond the Black Stump', and 'west of Woop Woop. Every Australian, even those ensconced in the cities of the east coast, understands these terms...it means toil, heartbreak, desperation, struggle, heat, dust, flies, droughts, bushfires, flooding rains, for those who live in the isolated parts away from the 20" rainfall meridian..

Hayes County, Hayes Center and Curtis
www.onlyinyourstate.com/nebraska/laid-back-small-town-ne/
www.curtisnebraska.com/



Hayes Center.

Curtis, Nebraska

Hayes Center, Nebraska

Curtis, Nebraska

Oh and while searching for info on Hayes County I found this... got a bit of a chuckle thinking, 'look at the median age of Hayes Center....how many abortions must there be in the 21st century in a place where the median age is  56.3 years' ? silly bastards !


The Hay Plains of the western Riverina, NSW
The towns of Hay, Balranald and Booligal
A famous poem written by famous Aussie Poet, A B ( Banjo ) Patterson
Hay and Hell and Booligal


“You come and see me, boys,” he said;

“You’ll find a welcome and a bed

And whisky any time you call;

Although our township hasn’t got

The name of quite a lively spot—

You see, I live in Booligal.

”And people have an awful down

Upon the district and the town—

Which worse than hell itself the call;

In fact, the saying far and wide

Along the Riverina side

Is 'Hay and Hell and Booligal’.



“No doubt it suits 'em very well

To say its worse than Hay or Hell,

But don’t you heed their talk at all;

Of course, there’s heat—no one denies—

And sand and dust and stacks of flies,

And rabbits, too, at Booligal.



”But such a pleasant, quiet place—

You never see a stranger’s face;

They hardly ever care to call;

The drovers mostly pass it by—

They reckon that they’d rather die

Than spend the night in Booligal.



“The big mosquitoes frighten some—

You’ll lie awake to hear 'em hum—

And snakes about the township crawl;

But shearers, when they get their cheque,

They never come along and wreck

The blessed town of Booligal.



”But down to Hay the shearers come

And fill themselves with fighting-rum,

And chase blue devils up the wall,

And fight the snaggers every day,

Until there is the deuce to pay—

There’s none of that in Booligal.



“Of course, there isn’t much to see—

The billiard-table used to be

The great attraction for us all,

Until some careless, drunken curs

Got sleeping on it in their spurs,

And ruined it, in Booligal.



”Just now there is a howling drought

That pretty near has starved us out—

It never seems to rain at all;

But, if there should come any rain,

You couldn’t cross the black-soil plain—

You’d have to stop in Booligal.”



“We’d have to stop!” With bated breath

We prayed that both in life and death

Our fate in other lines might fall;

“Oh, send us to our just reward

In Hay or Hell, but, gracious Lord,

Deliver us from Booligal!”

The Hay Plains
theriverina.com.au/listings/hay-plains/#:~:text=The%20Hay%20Plains%20are%20world,%2C%20astronomers%2C%20and%20nature%20lovers.
www.visitthemurray.com.au/places-to-go/central/deni/things-to-do/natural-wonders/hay-plains





Balranald, NSW


Hay, NSW


Another one horse town, Pooncarie, NSW



So there you have it.... some places in the middle of no where !