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Mount David


We end this tour by calling into the small town of Mount David which had a brief period of prosperity as a mining settlement from 1900 to the 1920s when the copper ore run out.

Today it is still a small cluster houses and a church converted to a residence.  There is also some new building going one.  These old towns are becoming popular with tree changers and as weekenders for city folk who like to build on the cheap.  It would certainly be over capitalising to build a brick city style mansion in these places.

See more of Mount David over at 100 Towns.

Now regarding some of your questions.
1.  Why does the 100 towns project have to finish at the end of the year?  Because without a deadline nothing gets finished.
2.  Have I included localities in the count. No and there have been 37 of them thus far in addition to the 85 towns visited.

On reflection, I think I have incorrectly assigned some towns as localities when they are in fact "relic towns".  I have decided that any place that has a grid of streets (no matter how empty today) was once a town and will be "promoting"  Neurea and Home Rule on that basis also Cudgegong which had a grid of streets before it as drowned.   


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  1. Good concept that: 'relic town'.

    The more you work on this, and explain your choices, the more this should be whupped into shape for a publisher.

    Contact that bloke from 'Austraya all over'. Something ... even the council groupings for west of the divide ... I would buy it if in print ...

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  2. I have not taken enough care with my photographs for that.

    At a number of caravan parks they have this interesting concept of 24 hour radio playing in the shower block. Ian says its as if the builder laborers cemented their radio in the wall and left if behind. Anyway, the reason for mentioning this is Sunday morning the "Straya all over bloke" was on ... Ian can't stand him ... knew his shower would be short that day.

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