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Visiting 100 towns

Railway Station, Mudgee. Now a gallery and restaurant.

Today I am starting a new project - to visit and photograph 100 towns in Central NSW.  It's not so much a blog as a gallery of selected images from towns I have already visited and motivation to go see the rest. I will be posting once of twice a week and will  drop a note at the bottom of my Sweet Wayfaring post when a new town has been added to the gallery.  You will find more about it over there.

Visit Sofala at 100 Towns





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  1. It is a great idea. Look forward to the series and seeing many towns that I have never visited.

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  2. I agree with Mark. Wonderful idea, looking forward to the towns you visit.

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  3. Well done. Looking forward to visiting 100 towns with you.

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  4. What an inviting entranceway! I agree with all, what a great idea, Joan.

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