Still going north

refueling

refueling

We filled the tank along the way
Which was quite a novel task
As in South Africa you never do this
What you do is ask.

 

busy roads

road works

We slowed where roads were single lane,
And crossed bridges that seemed so high,
We found a bench looking over The Sounds
And left there with a sigh

 

Mmmm

Mmmm

A looong way down

A looong way down

The Sounds

The Sounds

the sounds

a wonderful view

We had passed many trucks with many logs
That get sent overseas to make chips
And finally we found them, piles and piles
All laid out, awaiting their ships

 

Logging outlet

Logging outlet

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