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Home > Diaries > 2006 > 2 |
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IT WAS my first trip to Canberra. From the city centre I climbed to the top of Mount Ainslie, one of the two hills the city nestled between. It was late afternoon with just half an hour to go before sunset. The sky in the western horizon turned a brilliant yellow colour. Across the city centre was Black Mountain, with its high pointed tower standing solitary creating the only break to the otherwise perfect view of the Snowy Mountains further behind. |
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