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Pink Ladies
The smooth lake looks perfect for gliding on with gentle dipping of oars. I'm into the groove of relaxation now ... the cares of the city and work a past imagining.
But the restless sea is also close by ... we'll go see the action tomorrow.
Emile, it is funny that you should say that. The title of this post was in some ways a salute to Jessica Watson who sailed solo around the world when only 16 years old ... her yacht was pink and named Pink Lady.
This is my new year's resolution! (not really a resolution - but I'm going with it) For 4 years now I've been dreaming of owning a canoe/surfski and taking myself off a'paddlin'. (vince would like a jet-ski - so we can go together - not quite sure how that is going to work). I've never seen pink ones before. Wait til I show Vince!
We passed through Bakers Swamp without noticing anything. Then reached our last dot on the map for this trip - Larras Lee and saw this. The roadside monument says: In Memory of WILLIAM LEE (1794 - 1870) of "Larras Lake" a pioneer of the sheep and cattle industry and first member for Roxburgh under responsible government (1856 - 1859). This stone was erected by his descendants. --- 1938 --- This is a repost from a few days ago. Thinking I would use this for this week’s Taphophile Tragics post I dug a little further into William Lee’s story, it’s a very colonial Australian one. William was born of convict parents, living his childhood years around the Sydney region. In his early 20s he was issued with some government cattle, recommended as a suitable settler and granted 134 acres at Kelso near Bathurst. He was one of the first in the area and did well. A few years later he was granted a ram and an inc...
Our last stop on this trip was to see if there was anything left of an old town once called Frying Pan which was later renamed Yetholme. I knew Yetholme to be a roadhouse on the highway near the pine forests and didn't expect to find anything but again I was wrong. There was a lovely little settlement with homes, a neat community hall and a church still in use. The perfect spot for the creatively inspired. Apparently it was a tourist town back in the early 1900s and in more recent years was bypassed by the Great Western Highway leaving it to settle into its pleasant tranquil existence, hidden from the travellers speeding by. I remembered it is Tuesday so have added a supplementary photo to participate in Taphophile Tragics this week. This is St Paul's Anglican Church in Yetholme. The burials in the church yard date from the 1873 to the present day. You can see a little more of Yetholme over at 100 Towns.
Love this composition.The canoes are lovely, and their colours a joy. But the stillness of the pier and its reflection MAKE this image.
ReplyDeleteKeep groooooovin' ... !
ReplyDeleteI agree - fantastic composition! feels like a relaxing day.
ReplyDeleteUh, I don't know if I would be comfortable in a pink boat:):)
ReplyDeleteEmile, it is funny that you should say that. The title of this post was in some ways a salute to Jessica Watson who sailed solo around the world when only 16 years old ... her yacht was pink and named Pink Lady.
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear that you are having a relaxing time. This view would calm anyone.
ReplyDeleteThis is my new year's resolution! (not really a resolution - but I'm going with it)
ReplyDeleteFor 4 years now I've been dreaming of owning a canoe/surfski and taking myself off a'paddlin'.
(vince would like a jet-ski - so we can go together - not quite sure how that is going to work).
I've never seen pink ones before.
Wait til I show Vince!
I really love this shot :) actually your whole journey south was great to see.
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