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If you stop on the other side of the bridge you use the style to climb over the fence and head down to the water.

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  1. I know so many people who simply never close gates! No wonder a stile is necessary. The river looks delightful, as does all the lush, green grass.

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    1. Silly me. I haven't thought of styles as a way to avoid gates !

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  2. I can't remember the last time I saw a style.

    I like the "tiny" people in the bottom photo. It gives real perspective to the image.

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    1. They were tiny. Made me realise it was a bit of a walk down to the waterworks we didn't do it. 😀

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    2. Waterworks! Crikey typing on mobile phones makes my notoriously bad typing worse. I meant water just plain water.

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  3. I associate stiles with walking in the UK - there are so many of them there! Good to see an Aussie version.

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    1. I guess that is why I photographed it. Styles are unusual in Oz.

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  4. Beautiful setting! I think I've never seen a style here...

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  5. Never seen one of these (this type) of style.

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