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Pearson's Lookout

So here we are off on our next trip -- we are off to Mudgee or more particularly a drive in the Mudgee district. This time I expect to concentrate more on scenery than buildings. It was just a day trip so not a lot of time for stopping for photographs. This was our first stop, at Pearson's Lookout just outside the small town of Capertee.

The flat topped mountain is known as Pantoney's Crown.

This is the first poem with a crown in it that sprung to the my mind. A standard in schoolbook anthologies.
From Death the Leveller by J Shirley
"THE glories of our blood and state
Are shadows, not substantial things;
There is no armour against fate;
Death lays his icy hand on kings:
Sceptre and crown
Must tumble down,
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade."


  1. That's quite a view, JE, the steppes are lovely with all the green trees. The geology of the place must be very old. I don't know that I have ever read the poem before but I can see how it would impress a child.
    Also, I've left you a gift (of sorts) on my Abstractions blog. '~)

  2. When you named the mesa I thought it was "crown" meaning pate - but I guess they are horribly related. That is a good leveller indeed; a bit like Ozymandias

    Which direction are we looking, Joan?

  3. We are looking east to the Gardens of Stone national park. Beyond this park is Wollemi national park.

  4. Great scenery! Pantoney's Crown looks amazing.

  5. "Gardens of Stone": what a superb name!


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