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Blackfellows hand trail

Just when I was getting sick of the rutted track and wondering whether we had taken a wrong turn the stunning section that I had been waiting for came up ... tall cliffs coverered in green moss. The cliffs are about twice as high as I could get into this photograph. It makes it worth the rough drive, but if you are wanting to do it the easier way come in from the Lithgow side


  1. ooo - I think I would like out there. I bet the smell is overwhelmingly earthy and decayed. How gorgeous - an entire cliff of moss. And different varieties.

  2. These look like artwork, JE. Splendidly rendered, I love them. Have a wonderful time on your camping trip, I'm looking forward to this new trip.


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