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Lookout


The guidebook says the lookout at sunset is a photographer's delight.  Well with clear blue sky sunset is a fizzer.

And it is not just one lookout, there are many lookouts but the problem is the view looks much the same from all of them. East, South, North and West ... flat, flat, flat, flat country.  We are heading out into it again tomorrow.


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  1. Wow, that is extraordinarily flat country.You can see for miles.

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    1. I didn't realise how flat until we got up to the top of this hill.

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  2. In northern Tanzania we have the Serengeti which, in Swahili language, means 'endless plains'. This might be the Australian Serengeti. :-)

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    1. Yes that is a good description for this country and other places in the Australian outback.

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    1. I always think of this type of country as big sky country.

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  4. It makes you feel SMALL, doesn't it??

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