What surprised me was how naturally white cotton is in its raw state. What bowled me over was learning how many steps are required to take cotton from field to fibre. What impressed me most was the sophisticated technology for which Australia is not only respected, but is recognised as a world leader in the cotton industry.
I hope you enjoy my adventure discovering the wonderful world of Australian cotton as much as I did.
For more information on this beautiful natural fibre:
www.cottonaustralia.com.au
www.auscott.com.au
www.thefabricofourlives.com
www.cottoninc.com
www.auscott.com.au
www.thefabricofourlives.com
www.cottoninc.com
Ready for the flight! Private jet courtesy of Auscott Cotton |
In a sea of pure white cotton at the Auscott Cotton Farm in Narrabri, NSW |
The Beast! |
A natural wonder! A spiky and tough stem protects and nurtures the downy fluff of cotton in its raw state |
On board a cotton harvester at Auscott. The skill of manoeuvring a massive cotton harvesting machine down the narrow strips between the cotton plants is an art in itself. |
The view looking down from the cab of a cotton harvester |
Huge 2 tonne 'bales' of cotton waiting to be beautified by the cotton gins at Auscott |
The 'moon buggy' drops its 2 tonne load - (straight out of a James Bond film) |
Eli Whitney would stand proud knowing his invention of the cotton gin during the Industrial Revolution continues to shape the thriving cotton industry around the world |
American Eli Whitney revolutionised the cotton industry (and changed the lives of American slaves in the process) |
The pulsing energy of huge cotton gins deseeding millions of tonnes of raw cotton all in one space. Auscott Cotton Gin |
The towering infrastructure at Auscott Cotton Gin in Narrabri NSW. The Georg Pompidou of Cotton Gins! |
Raw cotton being prepared for its turn through the cotton gins |
I am still amazed that huge, lumbering machinery can be so delicate in the harvesting of cotton |
Our fabulous day ends as we head back to Sydney on board the Auscott jet as we look out over clouds as fluffy as cotton |