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Junee is a railway town. It had a small beginning with the gold rush but in 1878 the railway arrived and a town became established near the line. The railway stimulated property selection and development because of the improved access to market for agricultural produce. In 1880 the railway sheds and workshops of Wagga Wagga were moved to Junee and a railway station was built in 1881. In 1952 the largest wheat terminal in the Southern Hemisphere was built here.

The history lives on in the lovely iron lace buildings. We headed off to the Loftus (on the left) for afternoon tea.


  1. Beautiful buildings. You did quite a tour for a weekend, or have I read wrong somewhere. I grew up in the Sydney suburb of Loftus

  2. Must have (or have had) a lot of people in it to have such big pubs.

  3. Diane, it was a long weekend. 500 kms each way.

    Winam, and this isn't all of them! It was a major rail hub so I expect that has something to do with it.

  4. The history of your small towns is fascinating and I always enjoy looking at those balconies.

    Have a great trip! :-)

  5. I just love this part of NSW.
    When we drove up to Qld - it was the first time I had been on that road from WWagga to WWyalong.
    It reminded me a lot of the country around Ararat.

  6. I'd love to see a detail of the iron lace

  7. This is a wonderful teaser for the town. As I trained up through Dungog and Gloucester last week it occurred to me that a lot of NSW is accessible to me by train.

  8. Interesting buildings. To me, they look vaguely Indian


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