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The Boomerang - [Photo Blog] Of walk-talks, rail-trails and fly-highs

 
Here is the recap of our trip to Katoomba, the blue mountains, NSW
 
A walk to remember
 
 
Scenic walkway, cable car ride and scenic railway in pictures for you. Please click on the pictures to zoom in 
 

Lilli Pilli link?! The walk was as crazy as the name itself

 

With stealthy footsteps we started walking...
 
 
Randomness
 


A hide out point, I just loved sitting and relaxing in this cool cave

 

A lovely stream sneaking out from the rocks
 
I heard something...Rats or rattle snakes, I have no clue!
 
The cracks and gaps that made our journey mysteriously wonderful

 
 
Steep stairs
 
Not so steep stairs ;)
 

A great view when we neared the end of the walkway

 

Mary o Mary! :)
 
Breathtaking

 

That exciting moment when you know you are going to ride on this very thing!!
 
 

Excitement reaches its peak

 

It turns into nervousness
 
Nail biting moments
 

Stomach full of butterflies
 
And there you go! We hopped in, a picture taken from inside the cable car
 
 
After a splendid ride above the mountains, we reached here
 

Some good music and peace for refreshments
 
 

 A view from inside the shades
 
 

The Rail journey begins... chikku bukku :)
 
Partners in fun

 

Funicular railway - The steepest I have ever seen

 
It was quite scary from here

 
 
Walking back after the thrilling rail adventure

 



In search of that perfect view

 

No, not this, a better one perhaps?

 
This is it!!!

 
The perfect view of the Blue Mountains paradise

 
 

Thank you for this experience, Sydney! 
 
 
So Long,
Ever Yours


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