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DSCN8011.jpg 195.75 KB From the top of the cliffs. Look carefully, you'll see John sitting on the edge. This is looking back the way we originally came.
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DSCN8014.jpg 177.45 KB A long view form the cliffs of Trephina Gorge.
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DSCN8021.jpg 140.01 KB Looking down into the gorge. The edge of the cliff approx top middle is where some of the previous pictures were taken.
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Ghost Gum
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This is supposed to be the largest know in the East MacDonnell Ranges, and is estimated to be well over 300 years old.
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DSCN8033.JPG 201.32 KB A study of the bark of this giant ghost gum. The bark is very smooth, more like skin than bark, as you can see.
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DSCN8034.jpg 173.14 KB Looking straight up the trunk of this rather large tree, again to show the interesting bark.
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DSCN8036.jpg 201.84 KB Ghost Gums, to me, have the appearance of being "swollen", no doubt because of the smooth, rounded, white contours.
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John Hayes Rockhole
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DSCN8041.jpg 211.59 KB John Hayes Rockhole. This is a popular swimming location during the summer, but if we don't get some rain it won't be this year, as there's hardly any water at all. This is only accessible by a 4km long 4x4 track - though I didn't actually have to put my truck in 4wd, it was bumpy and interesting in places - high clearance is most definitely required!
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DSCN8044.jpg 211.82 KB The approach to John Hayes Rockhole. The trees are within the "hole" itself.
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DSCN8046.jpg 208.17 KB I'm sure the water here is normally much deeper. Hopefully we'll get some good rain soon!
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DSCN8051.jpg 131.86 KB The tree rope gives a suggestion of just how much water is usually in here. It looks like there's another rockhole inbetween the two sets of what would be waterfalls if there was flowing water. But, if it was actually flowing over these, I doubt very much the rockholes are accessible, except maybe from above.
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DSCN8053.JPG 202.14 KB These little guys are extremely fast, but this one was willing to stop and let me photograph him (good thing I have a long lens tho!). This is, not suprisingly, a long-nosed dragon (misnamed, I think, should be long-tailed!)
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DSCN8058.jpg 208.07 KB John Hayes Rockhole from above. The sharp light/dark line in the bottom third is probably the top of the second 'waterfall' in the 'rope' photo.
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DSCN8059.jpg 126.95 KB Interesting gorge where the water comes from before passing through the Rockhole.
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DSCN8062.jpg 200.43 KB Remember the first picture of my truck? A bit dustier now that it's been on a 4x4 track...
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Fish's Memorial
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DSCN8066.jpg 194.32 KB Fish's memorial. Terry Fish was a bus driver during our very first tour in Australia. He died when he hit a camel on his Harley just a few KM from Ross River Homestead. He's now passed into legend, and each year dozens (hundreds) of bikers and others make the pilgrimage to this memorial: It's called Fish's Run, and was on 23 Aug this year. The concrete pad is a Burnout Pad, for bikers to leave rubber here.
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Ross River Resort

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DSCN8076.jpg 129.68 KB a Galah (Pink-Breasted Cockatoo), one of the more common Australian parrots. They travel in large flocks, and are rather noisy, but interesting to watch. Beautiful birds until they congregate at your birdfeeder at dawn :)
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DSCN8091.jpg 201.65 KB Ross River Homestead... only now it's called Ross River Resort; the name changed when the owners did.
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DSCN8092.jpg 194.81 KB Hard to see in this photo, but the horses are watching a helecopter - just over the edge of the trees in the center (centre) top - hearding some cattle. I was fascinated too, he was ducking and spinning, much like a cutting horse. I stayed back because I wasn't sure if he was herding the cattle to the corrals to my right,and I didn't know how many there were. Turned out it was a couple,and they continued off to the left.
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DSCN8099.jpg 194.41 KB The last of the Ross River clydesdales. I'm told this guy will rip the shirt off your back, given a chance. Not sure if the guy was kidding, or not. His name is, predictably, Clyde.
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