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Yetholme



Our last stop on this trip was to see if there was anything left of an old town once called Frying Pan which was later renamed Yetholme.  I knew Yetholme to be a roadhouse on the highway near the pine forests and didn't expect to find anything but again I was wrong.  There was a lovely little settlement  with homes, a neat community hall and a church still in use.  The perfect spot for the creatively inspired.

Apparently it was a tourist town back in the early 1900s and in more recent years was bypassed by the Great Western Highway leaving it to settle into its pleasant tranquil existence, hidden from the travellers speeding by.

I remembered it is Tuesday so have added a supplementary photo to participate in Taphophile Tragics this week.  This is St Paul's Anglican Church in Yetholme.  The burials in the church yard date from the 1873 to the present day.




Comments

  1. Glad to hear it survives with the help of Artists by the look.

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  2. Interesting old church style! It seems set well back, but the gate seems to have been added well after the church was built! Like a protection?

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  3. I like the original name. Classic country church and graveyard.

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  4. I'm glad it still exists. Lovely setting for a cemetery.

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  5. What a shame its not still called Frying Pan.

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  6. So many old tourist towns have been left stranded after new bypasses were built. Glad you found this one and that it is not a ghost town!

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  7. Yes, I wish it were still called 'Frying Pan'. I wonder if the gate is more a sign of possessiveness, than really trying to keep people out. There is a certain belonging when one looks at the graves arrayed like that in front of the church. You are OURS.

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  8. I live at the top of Yetholme, cold crisp winters and cool summers as its well above the snow line on the top of the Dividng Range. Its wonderful as its 140 highway kms to Parramatta and 20 mins to Bathurst.
    I am a blow in (according to locals) only living here for the past 18 years. It is a quiet and private place, with beautiful deep fertile basalt soils (only found here, Mt Canobolas and Black Springs)beautiful spring water and very high rainfalls. We even receive easterly rain from the coast which stops at Frying Pan Creek, just a few kms west of here.

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  9. Lovely to have you drop in petitepetal. I found Yetholme quite delightful ... one the best surprises in the 100 towns.

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