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Burdikin River


The name of this river brought back memories of school days when we had to recall the names of all the key rivers in Queensland and know where to draw them on the map.

There are lots of vans travelling north.  We've discovered it is not only Grey Nomad season it's school holidays so essential to book ahead.

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  1. I went to school inNSW and we had to do the same thing with NSW rivers.

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    1. Its funny what was (is?) considered important by schools.

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    2. I really wouldn't have much clue what the rivers of Qld are called!
      We didn't learn that at school.
      (I DO know the Condamine).
      I feel really dumb now.

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    3. Well that's good I reckon. I can't see what value it has been in my life to know the names of rivers.

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  2. Heading north .... I remember years ago my parents hitched up their caravan each winter and headed north following the sun.

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    1. It is such a good plan if you live in a cold climate area ... you get to escape the worst of winter but have just enough log fires in August to enjoy it as well.

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    2. Stacks of retirees in Ararat head north to Qld every winter.
      I think it's a wonderful idea.

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    3. Having done it myself I am convinced we will do it every year from now on.

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  3. Like the whales heading north, smart move.

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    1. Yeh, smart whales. We saw some at Hervey Bay but I didn't get a photo.

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  4. Nobody made me recite those rivers, so I had to google it - turns out the received spelling is Burdekin. Nice bridge in the sunshine (and resulting shadows).

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    1. Ha ha, clearly I didn't learn the name properly -- I'll have to go back to school

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