State borders are in flux, past travel was stealth-like.
Cootamundra station is remote and deserted this midnight hour. Soon a moonlit train moves south away from its state of origin.
Further on, the old Murray River is a fluid border but once across the Stynx there's no turning back. Interesting journey. Into Wiriadjuri nation. Ghosts of the Kelly Gang replay silent shoot-outs.
2 comments:
Good shots.
I hear you on the travel thoughts, everyone is scared here to travel too far
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