My Droving Days

Peter Moore left the city behind in 1952 to become part of a dying breed-a long distance drover.  In My Droving Days we follow his progress through the 1950’s as he rubs shoulders with the larger than life characters and their dogs and horses who trekked along the outback stock routes of western Queensland and New South Wales.

Meet the world’s worst cattle dog and the station hand, Charlie, who blows an outside toilet (and its contents) sky high; thrill to the high drama of a night stampede; catch a poddy dodger in the act; get caught by a beast’s horns; take a brown snake while collecting wild duck eggs or shoot a few roos to feed the twenty seven dogs on the team.