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Explorers Marked Tree


The yearn for going west is of course nothing new.  Just outside Katoomba we pass our first roadside sign,  a relic from the time of those first white men who found a path over the mountains in 1813.

The monument is actually very amusing.  It is no longer a tree but rather a cement plug with a bit of old bark wrapped around it. And to add insult to injury there are even people who question whether the tree was originally marked by the explorers or an early tourism fake.

Follow this link for an article on its history and authenticity which ends thus "Whatever conclusion we come to about the tree’s links to Blaxland, Lawson and Wentworth, the fact remains that its symbolic association with the period of exploration is well established. The quaint little wayside shrine that it has become is, nonetheless, one of the most powerful icons of Blue Mountains folklore."

Comments

  1. Maybe they should have widened the road just that little bit more!

    An icon is a something biblical, yes?

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  2. Haha - love it! That's SO Australian!

    Happy 2011!!

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  3. It does look a little sad. Matbe a monument would be better.

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  4. Well, fake or not, it's a landmak, in the old meaning of the word.

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  5. Happy New Year! and I'm looking forward to seeing more photos from your current quest.

    And your blog's format is looking great!

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