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An outback adventure begins

Road out west, canola beginning to flower.


We’re on a new outback adventure, a long one so we are going to be on it for quite a while.

This time it’s late winter and oh so different from the summer or even early winter.  Day 1 and we’re cruising along through countryside I have taken you through often but today it’s raining, raining all the way. The fields are green with thriving winter crops and I’m so happy to be free for over 2 weeks and because the canola is beginning to flower.

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  1. JulieAugust 19, 2010 at 7:13 AM

    Goody goody ... 'The living desert' ... thanks for the map from the get go ... bit of a loop there near the beginning I note!

    Strangely enough I have seen a lot of the SA section but very little of the NSW section.

    Looking forward very much to your take on the trip ... and the countryside.

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  2. myletterstoemilyAugust 19, 2010 at 8:25 AM

    what lovely soft light on the gorgeous
    green canola. this is going to be so
    fun!

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  3. WinamAugust 19, 2010 at 10:37 AM

    This scene looks very European. I've always wanted to see canola fields in full bloom but haven't managed it just yet.

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  4. freefallingAugust 19, 2010 at 7:52 PM

    oh - that IS a big trip.
    The canola is soooo pretty at the moment - well....in NSW. It's a bit early for it down here.

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  5. UnknownAugust 19, 2010 at 10:07 PM

    I'm on the front row now, let the show begin! :-)

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