Hay Plain 1 - Sunrise through a hole.
I love geography and studying maps. Before we had ever been there, I used to look at the town of Hay in south western New South Wales on the map, surrounded by very few words except some sheep or cattle station names and the Murrumbidgee River. I realised it must have been pretty flat out there and then saw it on Backroads, the ABC TV programme. I was hooked, just had to go that way. The plain extends westward (and apparently northwards too) from the town of Hay, flat as a pancake with apparently little to see. But that’s really a mistaken view, it is an intoxicating place with its own wild beauty. I have already posted a shot for Vicky C who remembers crossing it way back in the days when her family arrived in Fremantle from the UK and made their way across what must have seemed like a never ending land of almost nothing (compared to home) and she was entranced with it too.
So here we are again in two shots for Vicky. We left Hay very early, almost dark and there was a bit of rain in the air. This shot is actually looking west to a hole in the clouds from sunrise, letting a peep of light through, combined with some mist and also dust being kicked up by some farm implements doing some ploughing. Goodness knows, it didn’t appear to be an agricultural area but definitely a grain crop I believe.
Hay Plain 1 - Sunrise through a hole.
I love geography and studying maps. Before we had ever been there, I used to look at the town of Hay in south western New South Wales on the map, surrounded by very few words except some sheep or cattle station names and the Murrumbidgee River. I realised it must have been pretty flat out there and then saw it on Backroads, the ABC TV programme. I was hooked, just had to go that way. The plain extends westward (and apparently northwards too) from the town of Hay, flat as a pancake with apparently little to see. But that’s really a mistaken view, it is an intoxicating place with its own wild beauty. I have already posted a shot for Vicky C who remembers crossing it way back in the days when her family arrived in Fremantle from the UK and made their way across what must have seemed like a never ending land of almost nothing (compared to home) and she was entranced with it too.
So here we are again in two shots for Vicky. We left Hay very early, almost dark and there was a bit of rain in the air. This shot is actually looking west to a hole in the clouds from sunrise, letting a peep of light through, combined with some mist and also dust being kicked up by some farm implements doing some ploughing. Goodness knows, it didn’t appear to be an agricultural area but definitely a grain crop I believe.