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Bigger mountains


Okay I know I have already mentioned the mountains but I have to say they are getting even nicer.  Queensland's highest mountain Mount Bartel Frere is around here somewhere.

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  1. I just had a look at the last 20 photos or so and I find it always amazing how different the landscapes are that show up in your blog. From exotic palm trees and reefs to "oh, that could be here".
    Always interesting.

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    1. When I have visited Europe it has mostly been in the cities, I would love to go back one day and see the countryside. For the next few weeks I don't there there will be a lot of "oh, that could be here" scenery for you. In fact, most of it is nothing like even where I live.

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  2. I love this shot. The contrast and composition works so well.

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    1. Thanks Vicki. This was a shot grabbed through the car window on the run but probably when we were held up at yet another lot of road works because the foreground is not blurred. I was always looking for a chance to get a shot of the mountains and cane fields because I loved them so much.

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  3. One that is on my list to climb.

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    1. Climb!! Not for me... if there is not driving track then I don't see the view from the top of mountains.

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  4. great photo. I also love your snap shots from the car as you instantly see a scene and snap it.

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    1. I find the big mirrors on the new car a nuisance grabbing snapshots on the move. I used to be able to shoot in a forward direction but now I can only shoot straight out the window so have to sort of guess when the image is going to fly by.

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  5. I've walked the Mt Bartle Frere trail - for about 50 metres until it got too boggy with wild pig hoof prints everywhere!!! But still ...

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    1. Erk. Maybe that will change Peter's (above) plans.

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  6. I was amazed at how close the Great Dividing Range gets to the coast the further north you go. We criss crossed over the range quite a lot. It makes for beautiful scenery.

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