A little over three months ago when photographing the old Bargo River Railway Bridge. There was a railway cutting that looked interesting just up the road. Pulled over and parked down the little dirt track that led to the cutting. As I got out of the car, there was this huge deep culvert. Right down the bottom was a very interesting pile of garbage
So doing the ol Arlo Guthrie. And seeing I didn't have any rubbish to throw down, thought I had better go down and get the rubbish up.
I near killed myself lugging this thing up a slope that would make a Sherpa's knees go to jelly.
Lose sandy soil, wet gum leaves and moss. A pair of thongs ( Flip Flops ) because some silly bugger forgot to wear shoes as he walked out the door.
Lets cut to the chase here!
What's da Lingo here?
I have a hunch it might be Estonian!