Fogbound (Holiday Photo Essay)
Posted 11 August 2010 in Random Photographs by Catriona
We stopped to take these photographs in deep, deep fog in the heart of serial-killer territory.
We weren’t killed.
I know you were worrying about that.
Previously: Back in Brisbane
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Share your thoughts [8]
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Leigh wrote at Aug 11, 09:12 am
They look like they need to me in a horror movie montage. But they are beautiful.
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Catriona wrote at Aug 11, 09:20 am
Well, I wasn’t kidding about the serial-killer territory! But we didn’t run into Ivan Milat, so we’re all right.
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Drew wrote at Aug 12, 05:42 am
How do you know you weren’t killed, perhaps all this blogging is the final oxygen-starved fantasy of your dying brain.
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Catriona wrote at Aug 12, 08:25 am
If I update again, will that be convincing proof?
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Drew wrote at Aug 12, 02:42 pm
To you maybe…
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Catriona wrote at Aug 13, 10:53 am
Hmm. I admit that your argument is compelling. Now I’m getting a bit worried. But, then, if I’m already dead (or almost) why am I still working at 9 pm on a Friday night?
Must be that Calvinist streak of mine coming to the fore again . . .
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Matthew Smith wrote at Aug 16, 01:08 pm
Um Drew, let me guess, you went and saw Inception? Or did you just dream it?
Oh and great photos Catriona, we drove through that area on the way to Sydney from Melbourne and spooked ourselves out talking about Ivan Milat too.
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Catriona wrote at Aug 16, 09:28 pm
Oh no! Does this mean that in addition to my being dead, people are now mucking around in my head?