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Going home


Here's one last shot of the damp misty countryside on the way home and the end of a very enjoyable trip. I dont think we'll be waiting 16 years before our next train ride.

For the next week I'll be walking in the Everglades gardens over at the Blue Mountains Journal before coming back here for another short drive"out west".

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  1. Could be around here --- damp, misty, November.
    Trains rule!!
    :-)

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  2. Through the glass emphasises the mistiness quite nicely.

    I am applying for my Seniors Card this week which works a treat on trains. I am working out when to take the 3801 steam train down to Robertson for the day.

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  3. Julie, there will be no stopping you once you get that card! Martina, trains rule but especially for backpackers and seniors.

    I think I heard the 3801 going up the mountain this weekend ... for those who don't know the 3801 is a steam train ... so it sounds different on the rails and has a distinctive whistle.

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  4. The view makes me feel a little wistful, trains are like that though, almost romantic.

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  5. Beautiful photo.
    I love the little pointy trees on the hill.
    In my mind, this is the kind of place Ned Kelly lived in.

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  6. This is lovely! The mistiness makes this image look very dream-like--a very nice effect.

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