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Maryvale


Oh dear Maryvale turned out to be another locality.

There was apparently a railway branch line to go from Gulgong to Maryvale and construction was started but never completed so I am not sure what the railway line is that we can see in this photo.  But there sure is no town out there.

I have added Maryvale as a locality over at 100 towns and upgraded the localities I mentioned the other day to towns.

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  1. Another no show. A little bit depressing I would think.

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  2. Elements of the railway line from Gulgong are visible along the back road from Wellington the Mudgee. It is quite interesting. It may also be of some interest that local businesspeople explored the coal deposits around Maryvale in the 1880s and also in the 1920s. There were a lot of coal exploration shafts in this district.

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    1. Ray, we covered that track on our return journey and we noticed what looked like the remnants of a railway line, bridge footings with no bridget etc It was only when I got home and was doing my research that I realised it was a line that never got completed.

      There seems to be coal everywhere in this part of the country.

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  3. There is a lot of coal around. The ridges overlooking the Talbragar River east of Dubbo are geologically related to the Blue Mountains. The coal around there was first investigated in the 1880s when the Cobar copper mines at Cobar were in full swing and the railway was being constructed out to Nyngan. It is an interesting story which myself and a few others have researched pretty thoroughly.

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