About 45 minutes out of town is an old mining village. A few years back we asked Connor what is was called and he called it, "Broken drun druns." So now every now and again we take a drive out the the drun druns and walk around. Here are some pictures from this time around. Its up in the mountains a bit and it was a cold rainy day so we are pretty bundled up...and we were still cold.
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