One of the good things about living near a mountain range is you can refer to them in the distance to get an idea of where you are (when you've been idly driving just looking at the countryside and not taking a lot of notice of which road you are on). All I can tell you is this photo was taken out the back of Waikiekie somewhere. I'd stopped because I liked the look of the farm track threading its way through the land.
Fortunately for us we weren't in the direct path of ex Tropical Cyclone Debbie when she finished rampaging down the Queensland Coast causing so much heartache and destruction, then crossing the Tasman Sea to whip her tail at New Zealand. What a monstrous beast she was. Although only a shadow of her former self she still has the power to wreck havoc on communities. (At the moment a small North Island town of 2,000 is being evacuated due to flooding and she has moved south to the South Island.) She dumped a terrific amount of rain on us in a very short time and the many little streams running down out of the mountain turned into raging torrents. In little Pikiwahine Stream which runs through this farm she took a bridge with her, uprooted trees and flattened everything in her path. In ten years we've never seen so much damage along this little waterway.
This is a photo I took of the same bridge after a flood in April, 2014.
Yes, we live in an area where it does sometimes flood. The price to pay for living on the banks of mountain fed waterways. But it has been ages since the last one, so it's not all bad.