West Australian Wildflower Trip. Day 18, Indian Pacific - Adelaide to Broken Hill. 26 Sept 2014.
We awake to a wet and gloomy Friday on the outskirts of Adelaide. Once again there are buses waiting at the station to take us on our chosen Adelaide tours, which was the 'Adelaide City Highlights'. All of the tour was spent on the bus, no chance to stretch the legs on this one.
It was then back on the train for the haul to Broken Hill. This part of the trip once again highlighted the lack of information passed onto the passengers about the world outside passing our windows. Treating us like sheep with either no information, or information like "half an hour ago we passed such and such" or "we will be soon passing Snowtown" which we had passed through, and I had taken photos of, 10 minutes earlier. So if you want to become a vegetable for 4 days, I recommend you take a trip on the Indian Pacific. I will admit though, the food is good and so is the on train service, but commentary..... (see above).
The next stop was Broken Hill, were we went on the Pro Hart Gallery Tour.
You will notice by some of the photos that I have a bit of a fascination with country roads that cross the rail tracks, it helps pass the time and keeps you on your toes, literally, as I spent a lot of the time standing and looking out the window of the the carriage entry door.
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Welcome to a gloomy Adelaide.
Adelaide City Highlights
As if it wasn't wet enough.
Adelaide streets.
Adelaide Railway Station and the sculpture 'Tetrahedra' by Bert Flugelman in the Adelaide Festival Theater complex.
Scullers prepare to launch on the River Torrens from the Adelaide Rowing Club.
Scullers, Adelaide Rowing Club.
Celebrating the Adelaide 'Fringe Festival'.
Some grand Adelaide homes.
It's nice to see a happy building.
Looking east along North Terrace, Adelaide.
The National War Memorial, commemorating those who served in the First World war.
Back on the train.
It needed painting.
Wasted talent along Adelaide's rail lines. Graffiti.
Derelict stone farm house.
Landscape outside Adelaide.
Derelict stone farm house.
Big cloud country.
The way home?
Take me home, country roads.
Rolling hills of grain.
Derelict stone farm house.
Gazanias going wild, Snowtown. The attendent anounced we were coming into
Snowtown 10 minutes AFTER we had passed through.
Wind turbine blade, Snowtown. The attendant said to look out for this blade
10 minutes after I had taken the photo. Commentary on the train was terrible.
Meet at the corner.
Big sky country.
Hope that's not where we are supposed to be.
The road to ............................ your place?
Should not have taken the corner post out.
Climbing through the hills.
I wonder where it goes.
A country lane.
He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sanda and I said, "Look, listen mate, I've been everywhere in this here land".
A bit drier on the other side of the range.
Hope he's not taking it to Cuba.
Truck near Peterborough.
Peterborough.
A long way from nowhere.
Passing scenery.
Emus
Starkness
A bit too big for the creeks around here.
Keep going, not far to go now.
Waiting for the scool bus.
I don't know when it rained out here last.
Goats a plenty.
The only thing that runs down this creek. is a lizard.
I was only out this way in July.
Hello emu.
Coming into the mining City of Broken Hill. Now back in New South Wales.
Mine Memorial on the hill.
Mine Memorial on the hill, Broken Hill.
Duke of Cornwall Inn, Broken Hill, built 1886.
You can no longer allowed to take photos in Pro Hart's home
The Pro Hart Gallery.
Something in the yard.
A nice grevillea in the garden.
AddOld fire phones. caption
Pro Hart's Royce's
If you don't like the colour, do your own.
Broken Hill Trades Hall, built 1905.
Boarding for the last leg of the trip.
The beds have been made up while we were at dinner.
See, I do shower .......... sometimes.
End of Day 18
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