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Forest Reefs

From the road across a paddock you can see a church and this building that looks like and old shop.  I would say that as some point in its history this was the centre of Forest Reefs.  Today a little further down the road this is an operating pub and not much housing to suggest there was once a village here.

See more of Forest Reefs over at 100 towns.


  1. Beautifully captured with its soft greens and browns ...... A real yesteryear pic with a get-a-way truckl to complete the story.

  2. With a name like that, it must be another gold rush town.

  3. Fantastic name for a town! I'd just HAVE to visit if I saw a sign to it!!!

  4. The house and the truck both look like they are sleeping waiting for someone to bring them alive again.

  5. I love that old Commer. We had one when I was a kid and my mother operated a school-bus run.

    Yes, it does look like an old shop ... except for that enclosed bit of the front. I guess it predates petrol pumps out the front. Or these were such collectors' items they were 'sold' ...

  6. Meant to put that comment about Forest Reefs here ... but you will get it I presume no matter where I put it.

  7. I have no experience of vans so no nostalgia in it for me but I do like the combination of the van and building, I think it makes a very pleasing shot.

    I agree with you Red. That name has had me wanting to visit the place for ages. I think we even went looking once and missed it but with Madam Tom Tom as our guide we don't miss out any more.


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