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Road to the Gorge




The next day we headed off to Carnarvon Gorge.  We nearing the end of the road.  I am excited to see the mountains pop out of the largely flat surrounding land.  It's like an oasis in the desert my brother told me, I'm looking about for the palm trees and with all the rain it is not looking all that desert-like either.

Sadly we were not going to be able to stay over because there is no mobile reception in the area and I need it to work in the mornings.  So this was to be an action packed day trip, starting with the 120kms drive to get there.

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  1. MarkAugust 24, 2012 at 2:53 PM

    What I remember is the flatness of Injune etc and then the Mountains rising up from nowhere. Looking forward to your pics.

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  2. DianneAugust 24, 2012 at 10:59 PM

    I wonder what's over that rise and the next one and ....

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  3. JoAugust 25, 2012 at 7:32 AM

    beautiful...

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