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A diversion


My brother convinced me that, having gone all this way, we really should take the diversion to go and see Carnarvon Gorge.  So we decided to take the 500 kms round trip to see what all the fuss was about.

Our port of call for a couple of nights was the small town of Injune.  Once again the caravan park was chock-a-block.  Here grey nomads were supplemented by that other growing breed of caravaners -- the mining people.  There is gas mining going on here abouts.


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  1. I guess you'd never expect a Caravan Park way out there to be full ... times have changed.

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  2. Cute steam engine!

    Looking forward to Carnarvon Gorge. I have had family and friends who have been there and it looks fab.

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  3. I don't think that train is going too far...
    Amazed about how many travelers out there too.

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  4. I've been to Injune and Carnarvon Gorge over 30 years ago. Can't really remember Injune but Carnarvon was fantastic. Look forward to seeing the shots.

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