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Church, Wattle Flat


This old church at Wattle Flat is not used any more. Perhaps the fact that nearly every buttress is in the same state as this could have some bearing on the matter.

Wattle Flat, the name sounds like the type of place Henry Lawson would write about.

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  1. That buttress is a corker. Look at the variety of material they have managed to squish into it. Anything that came to hand, apparently. This is just up the road from Sofala, yes?

    I wonder where Lamb Flat is. THat was where the chinese attacks were during the Gold Rush.

    Went and looked. I am thinking of Lambing Flats which is the current town of Young.

    Now I spy a headstone down there ... and a little search found me something called the "Buuree Walking Trail".

    Lead on MacDuff ...

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  2. Yes it is just before Sofala. I have only just learnt about the walking trail, might go back and try it one day.

    Yes Lambing Flat is near Young.

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  3. How old is the church, JE? I'm thinking of abandoned European churches, built simlilarly, maybe different materials though.

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  4. I also want to say that I like the use of the map, it's very clever.

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  5. Paula, all the built environment in this country is relatively young. This church dates from the 1870s.

    I was pleased when I found the map facility. It does help orient because most of us don't know the detail of the small towns etc even when we live quite close to them.

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  6. The last posts are wonderful but I especially like the new header shot!

    By the way, big storms make the rivers go out of their banks and they just drag everything on their way throwing it into the sea, which returns to the land most of it. Then, when things get quieter you have that heartbreaking panorama on beaches.

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