I was strong enough to survive the long journey to Terra Australis and arrived in 1788 with the first fleet. I have been here ever since. I was named after my owner, James Brumby. Initially a Redcoat, he became a free settler who allowed me to free range. At that time indigenous people called me Baroomby. Even before New South Wales became a state, my bloodlines were strengthened by brothers for their brains and brawn to endure the stresses of our lands harsh diverse conditions as a beast of burden. As the bank of NSW was established, my sons were then known as “Walers”. A specially cultivated breed identified throughout the world as originating from New South Wales and became a recognised and sought after breed. We were particularly suited as a military mount. Soldiers and bushrangers picked the best of us. To own me then, for my loyalty, versatility, strength and fearlessness was a status symbol. On the backs that our nation fought and relied upon, I represent the spirit of the advancing Australian freedom. You have the worlds best, why now, do you wish to destroy me? I should be seen on the Australian flag like a Ferrari, not branded as a pest.
