A photographic essay
featuring the doors of Gulgong
It’s a quaint former gold-mining town in mid-western New South Wales.
Since the region burst into life with the discovery of gold in 1870, the town of Gulgong has developed and retained a special historic feel. The streets scream ‘use me as a movie set’.
It has cobblestone gutters, fancy facades, iron-lace balconies and has kept many signs which proclaim the story of its past. About 130 of its buildings are heritage-listed.
There is an amazing Pioneers Museum, and a newly opened photographic display of the goldfields known as the Holtermann collection, a Henry Lawson centre, and boasts the backdrop on the original Australian 10-dollar note.
But you can’t go past the town’s doors.
Not the many that are open for business – it is a bustling tourist centre after all and there is plenty to see.
I’m talking about the other doors, the ones that tell their own quiet story. Some are still used, some have not opened in many a year.
Rusty, dusty, cobwebby.
Unpainted but proud.
Living a second life at the Gulgong Pioneers Museum. The middle door belongs to a blacksmith, and is adorned by branding iron marks.
A little bit fancy and inviting.
Especially if you are thirsty.
Just pull the knob and come on in. Gulgong awaits.