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John never missed an opportunity to catch up on some relaxing reading (Dell's photo) |
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(Darryl's photo) |
Welford National Park, like many National Parks, was originally a grazing property, and some of the drives in the park take you past the old homestead and yards (which are now the Ranger Station).
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(Dell's photo) |
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(Dell's photo) |
We called in at a muddy Billabong, (Trafalgar Waterhole), then continued on and found a slighly shady tree near an old windmill for morning tea. There were plenty of wallabies, crows, Willy Wagtails and, of course, flies.
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(John's photo) |
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(Dell's photo) |
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(John's photo) |
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(Dell's photo) |
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(Dell's photo) |
Sawyers Creek Viewpoint had reasonable views of the countryside, but no actual lookout.
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(Darryl's photo) |
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(Dell's photo) |
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(John's photo) |
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(Dell's photo) |
Eventually we lucked on a lovely spot beside Sawyers Creek for lunch. It wasn't very flat, but all the other attributes made up for that. A huge Ghost Gum sheltered us, and a Heron watched us warily as he stalked prey for his lunch.
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(Darryl's photo) |
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(Dell's photo) |
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(Darryl's photo) |
The next highlight was Trafalgar Waterhole which, to be honest, was much the same as all the other waterholes.
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(Dell's photo) |
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(Dell's photo) |
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(Dell's photo) |
Back at camp we went for another swim, this time entering on the rocky section which definitely had less squelchy mud. I played with my lensball again.
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(John's photo) |
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