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Four Wheel Driving


These forest roads are not peaceful tracks. It's a four wheel driver's playground. City folk with big shiny rigs maraud in 4WD tag-along packs (there's safety in numbers) and video their brave exploits. Dirt bike enthusiasts multiply in similar numbers.

I must admit that after recent rain the track was pretty rough, so it was a slow bumpy ride weaving our way around deep puddled pot holes. And no I didn't photograph my husband driving our 4WD down a rough rock ladder, but I did snap through the windscreen a few of the people sharing the road.


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  1. JulieMarch 25, 2009 at 9:24 PM

    A veritable Pitt Street!

    A bit like a motorised outboard on Middle Harbour.

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  2. Joan ElizabethApril 1, 2009 at 10:45 PM

    Yes every bit as bad as a busy harbour.

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