by Joyce Short
September 2011
September 2011
Buderim
was always notorious for its bad roads.
The rich red soil when dampened became as slippery as ice and motor cars
would slither helplessly around.
When the soil was really soaked it was boggy and once a cars back wheels
started spinning it quickly bogged down to its axles. Chains, like snow chains were often used on the back wheels
during wet weather. Loads of
stones were spread over the boggy patches and when the soil dried out the roads
were very bumpy.
During
the depression the road work was mostly done by out of work men who were paid
relief money by the Government for doing a couple of days road work once a
week. There was no dole money in
those days.
In
1943 with about 30 other young hopeful girls we were being interviewed in
Brisbane by two men from the Department of Education. One man was an ex school inspector and he asked each of us
where we lived. When I said
Buderim Mountain, he snorted “That little mud ball! You get on one end of it and skid off the other!” I take it that he had visited Buderim
Mountain State School during the wet season.
Not
long after World War 2 ended I was walking along Burnett Street about where the
muffler factory is today, when a visitors car came bumping and rattling
along. The man stuck his head out
and sang out “Don’t you people up here ever pay your rates?”
Everyone
was pleased to see the first mile of bitumen road go down on Buderim, between
the top of Crosby Hill Road along Burnetts Street and Main Street to the
junction of Gloucestor Street and Main Street.
But
the old red soil didn’t give up without a struggle!
The
rise in the road, between what is now The Tavern up towards Vandy’s (Charley
Perkins) Garage, had eroded badly and the footpaths either side stood at least
a metre higher than the road. The
road building contractors brought in the loads of red soil to build the road up
closer to footpath levels. Then we
had a heavy wet spell! Well, that
stretch of road became absolutely impassable to any type of vehicle. Anyone wishing to drive from the
village to Vandy’s garage or further had to go down Jones Road, along
Maroochydore Road to the Bruce Highway and around to Tanawha and come up Crosby
Hill Road. Of course these are roads
that could be used now days, but they weren’t there then. That land was still either part of
farms or else impossible bush tracks.
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