The program was filmed in the outback, a dusty train travelling along a track. The blue of the cloudless sky and red of the dusty earth were so vivid they looked as if they had come from opposite sides of an artist's colour wheel. Every minute or so, the view would change, the camera filming either the view from a passenger carriage, a panning shot of the train passing by from the ground or a bird's-eye view of the entire train snaking below. The television, Hattie now realised, wasn't muted at all, the gentle clackety-clack, clickety-clack of the wheels on the track the only sound, mesmerising and strangely soothing. There was no commentary; no dialogue. Slow television was made for a place like Woodlands.