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We had been driving all day and I didn't see one new Royal Hotel ... we saw them at Sofala, Hill End, Capertee and Cullen Bullen but I've already recorded those. We did however see this one outside Lithgow which I have passed many times but just not got around to putting in the blog.

That's it for this trip. Next we are coming back to Lithgow for a very different series, one I am quite excited about as it had great photo opportunities which I gathered over a number of weekends.

However I am going to slow down to posting just 3 days per week alternating with Blue Mountains Journal. It will give me a little breathing time to do things other than blogging.


  1. Goodness, you sound busy. I'm looking forward to seeing more inspirational photos from your next trip!

  2. Frankly, I don't know how you do it, keep up with all your blogs. I'm so very slow at posting and commenting. I hate to leave just a few words and move on but maybe I need to try to work faster.

    I love the Royal Hotels series, I wish America kept more of a local flavor for lodgings. Hotel/motel chains are the norm here.

  3. Sunshine and dark skies always make for great photos like this one.

  4. The alternating sounds like a good compromise. Maybe your "writing" - and I mean fiction, non-work writing - could be the text for each post.

    For Riff and Friday Flaneur, I draft and edit the text in Word, to draw to my attention that I am writing not simply making a comment. More time spent blogging, I understand that, but you are incorporating writing as well.

    How many Royals are you up to now?


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