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Big sky country 7



We rolled into the small town of Marree a little later than expected because of the tyre, but there was time to find out where to get it replaced and to book a flight over Lake Eyre the next morning.

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  1. These kind of finds really amaze me. Fantastic shot!

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  2. That is Australiana to a T. This is great I'll be able to have a preview of our trip next month.

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  3. I do hope that's not your car. It needs more than a tyre.

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  4. Looks like a scene out of Mad Max.

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  5. Now that is a fancy car wreck ;-).

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  6. And I forgot to activate email follow ups so I have to say something more ...

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  7. Maybe, the owner of this car did not have a spare tyre.

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  8. There is never any shortage of car wrecks in the country but the extreme landscape adds an extra element of fun to the photo.

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