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Here we are saying goodbye to Wilpena Pound and the beautiful Flinders Ranges for a while.  Truly this place is so gorgeous I had sensory overload.




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  1. Yes, even me in far away Germany staring at a 12'' laptop screen is only thinking: wow, what a sky! wow, what a mountain range!
    Now I am looking forward to seeing what's next on your agenda :-D
    Have a nice Sunday!

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  2. Thank you, a most beautiful collection.

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  3. Love the sky and the ranges. You have made me excited about my short trip there next month.

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  4. Love the rocky mountains and the cloud formations against a beautiful blue.

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  5. Sigh, it really is a lovely place. You've captured it so well, too.

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  6. Love the wide angle lens here capturing the wind in the upper atmosphere. I agree with your assessment of WP ... another must see place.

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