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Rhylstone


Even though it had reached a cooler 33C at Rhylstone we stopped to get a yet another cool drink.

As we drove into the evening the temperature progressively dropped to a nice 23C. However, things did not go so well with the people of this and neighbouring town of Kandos. The very next day fires were burning and threatening their homes.

That's it for this trip. Tomorrow I'm going to start a Christmas series based on a Sunday excursion to Sydney.


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  1. MartinaDecember 18, 2009 at 8:44 AM

    The photos are very atmospheric, each in its own way.

    23 °C must be chilly after 40 °C.

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  2. JulieDecember 18, 2009 at 10:29 AM

    The confounding thing about the blokes and their utes, is that they bothered to get out! More often you see them just sidle up to each other window to window.

    Love country folk!

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  3. UnknownDecember 18, 2009 at 11:14 AM

    What lovely photos.

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  4. ABDecember 22, 2009 at 9:11 PM

    A great scene of laid back rural life.

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