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Regular readers will know that I am rather partial to old car wrecks.  I found an amazing car yard in the sleeping town of Terowie.  This is but a sample.



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  1. Wah, I am jealous! In Germany these car yards don't exist (in contrast to other European countries). I recognise the Fords - but not one of the other models.

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  2. I reckon they should make a museum out of that car yard. It's a slice of Australian history!

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  3. LOL
    not sure if I'm seeing right, but the car's rego in the middle picture seems to read "RIP 146" !!

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  4. Martina, I am not much across car models so am unable to assist.

    Winam, I agree it is a slice of Australian history. A lot of the town is historically preserved, perhaps this car yard too.

    Susan, well spotted! But a closer look at the full resolution photo reveals it to be RJP 146,

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  6. Wow! This is fantastic! Look at all those rusty beauties!

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  7. Now somewhere, and I will eventaully remember, I have seen a yard full of used caravans. Or unable to be sold caravans. Thousands of them. Out in the weather. In Australia. We are a wierd people.

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  8. Oo I haven't seen that but I have seen lots of airplanes out in the desert in america

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  9. The first thing I thought was that someone here in America would snatch these up and restore them. Although battered and broken they still looked beautiful.

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