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Big sky country 1

End of Day 1, near Nyngan

As day 1 is drawing to a close the land is getting flatter and flatter and the sky disproportionately bigger and bigger. 

We’re in Nyngan looking for the Riverside Caravan Park.  “In 300 metres turn left towards Cobber”.  We smile at the first evidence of Lady TomTom having any Australian sensitivity.  Cobber is and old Australian colloquial term for a friend or mate.  The only trouble is that the town is Cobar (pronounced Co as in coat and baa as in sheep).

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  1. MartinaAugust 22, 2010 at 7:05 AM

    LOL - I am looking foreward to seeing where Lady TomTom is going to guide you the next days ...

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  2. JulieAugust 22, 2010 at 3:17 PM

    Quite a character you are creating as you journey. Love that expansive sky ... and the horizon.

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  3. Joan ElizabethAugust 22, 2010 at 5:58 PM

    Martina and Julie, Lady Tom Tom got very annoying. I gagged her after a few days.

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  4. MartinaAugust 22, 2010 at 6:08 PM

    lol - Problem with these things is: you can still hear Lady TomTom's voice for days and months and years afterwards in your imagination.

    I can still hear a Lady TomTom telling me: Turn left! NOW turn left! from some years ago. I turned left. It was wrong.

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  5. UnknownAugust 23, 2010 at 2:34 PM

    Wonderful sky! The various shades of blue and gold are beautiful.

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  6. UnknownAugust 23, 2010 at 9:37 PM

    Beautiful cloud formations! Great shot.

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