Yesterday, Ron and I made it out to South Head, in between the showers. Lovely wave cut sandstone, the old lighthouse keeper's stone house, remnants of gun emplacements. What a dynamic view of North Head, and I'm amazed that someone has blown up that "ripper rock" in the middle of the channel. We had previously found shelter from the showers at Doyle's Fish & Chips take-out counter, fought our way through the flocks of seagulls to a bench and fortified ourselves for the trek along the shore.

We also checked out Victoria Street, the battlefield against the forces of urban renewal/removal back in the 1970's, sang a verse or two of Denis Kevans' protest song "Across the Western Suburbs" in honor of the neighborhood organizers. The area now reminds me of Greenwich Village back in the 1970's with its nicely renovated housing, coffeeshops, marketshops. One gets a nice view of the Woolloomooloo finger pier from the promenade.

Then we took off for Botany Bay to view what we could of the container port. Well, we didn't see much through the chain-link fence but the good news is that we didn't attract the attention of any security people.

Today, it looks bright and sunny, a splendid day for a harbor ferry cruise to Manley.

Off to brekky! Why would they serve pickles with toasted bagel and cream cheese?

Cheerily,
Charley Noble