Sugarloaf Property

Where is Trunkey Creek?

What is there?

What it means to the O'Connor family:

Location:

The village of Trunkey Creek is located in theCentral West of New South Wales Australia. About 80 km south of the city of Bathurst and about 130km north of the city of Goulburn on the Bathurst Goulburn Road.



Trunkey Creek is a lovely old gold mining village. The hills around Trunkey Creek is honeycombed with abandoned mine shafts and mullock heaps and together with the crumbling mud huts and brick chimneys are the only remainsof the goldrush age.

Gold can still be obtained from the quartz rocks that were left lying around the old mullock heaps.

The district was one of the earliest pastoral areas to be established.
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For us what is there is our farm, my dad about 40 years ago came across a piece of land for sale in Trunkey Creek. He bought it along with two other devoted friends Michael Sarkis and Spinner (I only knew him as spinner). 1200 acres wild rugged bush with one of the largest mountains in the area "Sugarloaf" named so because it took the shape of a sugarloaf well thts what they were called in the 1800s.

So began the Trunkey legacy, with a small caravan and a few friends and family began the ventures to the farm to build a house and clear some land. We spent nearly every holiday at Trunkey adventuring, exploring riding motorbikes, building memories.
Dad had a bull dozer and he really enjoyed clearing and maintaining the roads. Family and friends would come to stay and enjoy the large fires and happy times.
We loved the town and area too, the abercrombie caves and river a favourite, visits to Tuena and Rockley towns close by.
Dad ejoyed the community spirit of the pub The Black Stump Hotel, he was a friendly man and a great character himself. So he spent many noghts at the Pub we would venture down to Fred Davies General Store where this grubbly little old man with failing eyesight who was hard of hearing would sell us our 50 cents worth of lollies. We also made friends with the locals as did dad. The town was small but full of characters.
Dad enjoyed the stories and tales of old George, Simey, and Arthur, us kids spent a lot of time at the local mechanics house the Moores.