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The Tupelo tree,
Nyssa sylvatica, a tree producing
the brightest autumn foliage enhanced by its shiny leaves.

The colours changing from green, to yellow and orange
into a really deep red amazing to behold when rain soaked.

We drove up the valley to get some Chestnuts, Walnuts
and Hazelnuts and were stopped in our tracks by this
impressionistic group of trees. Like something out of
faiyland it really was just a fleeting impression and one
click before the light had returned it to its normal state.

Just different light on the same scene along the old
railway easement turned into a walking and cycling
track

can you imagine jogging along here without a camera?
To me that would be criminal, yet a number of people
were long-distance cycling with their heads hidden under
helmets engrossed in conversation as though they had no
eyes in their heads!

All this splendour of
Liquidambar trees passed them by,
what a waste of nature's wonderful display!

A little education:- in times gone by this valley was planted
to Hops, and Poplars for splitting into matches. Here are
some of the old corrugated iron oasts for drying Hops.

In front of the old farmhouse stood this wonderful
Rhus chinensis, in Noth America commonly called Sumac,
dressed in its finery

while across the road was one lonely field of Hops. Now
along the Ovens valley there are mainly nut plantations.

One more look at the path that runs for many miles
between a number of country towns. With easy gradients,
since it was cut to accommodate the railroad, which some
bright spark of a beaurocrat had dismantled and sold for
scrap when passenger numbers dropped off. All that effort
of building the railroad by hand and the sweat of many brows,
utterly wasted.
If you think the colours cannot get brighter than this,
come back next week and be surprised!
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