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Train spotting


We've done a couple more country town spotting trips since the one we have just finished.  But I thought perhaps you would like a short break to see something different.  We visited Trainworks at Thirlmere,  the  NSW Government's train and rail museum.

It has a stupendous collection of trains and railway memorabilia.

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  1. MartinaMarch 2, 2012 at 7:06 AM

    Looks like it is glad to be under a roof now!

    Thanks again for embedding the comment form and making it possible to subcribe to what everyone else has to say!

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  2. JulieMarch 2, 2012 at 8:05 AM

    Yes, yes ... I have been down there, too. With Historic Houses on a bus trip. It is a terrific place. And to think they are all volunteers. People volunteer for so many things in this wonderful country. They even have a couple of Thomas trains down there ... in their roundhouse ... what joy!

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  3. Red Nomad OZMarch 2, 2012 at 4:55 PM

    I find it unbelievably tragic that so many railway relics have been consigned to museums. Just think how many road accidents could be avoided, and road maintenance saved if the rail network still operated - and removed those massive trucks from the road.

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  4. MarkMarch 2, 2012 at 5:16 PM

    Good contrast with yesterday, collecting not hoarding!

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  5. JoMarch 4, 2012 at 1:34 PM

    I do love a an old train too, My father was a railway man, and than volunteered until his death up at Valley Heights Steam Tram museum. I haven't been down to Thirlmere for about 15 years.

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