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Flight


I wanna go see those islands, so we took a short flight over the islands and out to the reef.


Tomorrow I will show you the reef.

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  1. What a great place. Queensland. Love the last shot.

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    1. It was stunning, this flight was the highlight of the trip but a hard pick among so many wonderful things I've seen. Makes me love Queensland again (but only in the winter time).

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  2. I didn't quite make it to Queensland this year apart from a short foray 4km over the border, but your last shot makes me want to pack up and head there immediately!

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    1. I've just got home and I want to pack up and head there too.

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  3. What a great way to see the reef. Gorgeous views once more.

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    1. There are more gorgeous views to come on this flight. I'm glad I decided to ignore my budget and do it anyway

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  4. How absolutely dreamy.
    That last shot!!
    It's going straight to Tumblr!

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  5. All shots are gorgeous but the last one takes my breathe away!

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    1. I had other shots of this inlet and Whitehaven beach ,,. makes me wish I have posted more of them but I didn't want to wear everyone out with posting too many.

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