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Gill Street, Charters Towers - A Road that Beckons


I picked Gill Street because we had at last left the sea and fish dinners.  It is also the main street of the city with many impressive buildings showing the historic wealth of this city.


This one made me smile.  How long is it since Ansett Airlines closed down?


Hey that is another country town symbol for my list -- Target country stores.


The Northern Miner lives on ... I saw a copy in one of the cafes.


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  1. Thanks for a trip down memory lane Joan. I lived in Charters Towers for a couple of years back in the 70's. I am glad to see the heritage buildings are still beautifully preserved.

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    1. Linley, it would have been a nice town to live in think. Not too big, not too small and not too far from the sea.

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  2. 4th March 2002 is the answer to your question.. well actually 11 years is the correct answer.
    Great town too...

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  3. Well.....this isn't what I expected Charters Towers to look like. I thought it was going to be more Mt Isa'ery.

    To be quite honest, I don't know exactly where CT is! Google Maps here I come.

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    1. Ive never been to Mt Isa to know what Mt Isa'ery would be, Am thinking of going there next year,

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  4. Looks like a great town to visit. And the wealth from mining keeps coming for this town, for the moment anyway.

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    1. It is interesting to see just how reliant we are on mining ... it becomes obvious when we get out near it.

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  5. Lots of great architecture. It's great to see its been preserved.

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    1. I was surprised to see how many there were. I actually had not expectations whatsoever for this town ... It was just a case of let's go see what it has to offer.

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