With my leg feeling better and still not having used the weekly transit pass very much, I was off to see South Head. I went down to Circular Quay and hopped on a ferry to Watson's Bay. In one of the bay's along the way there was a sign that seemed a bit silly to me. Water would be included in “everything,” as would air, the boat in question, the wharf. Everything seems a bit broad to me.
It was a Sunday, and Sydney Harbour is a well-protected harbour, so many people were out enjoying themselves on their sailboats. When I was on the ferry to Watson's Bay, I noticed a number of what I consider to be near misses. I suspect that a sailboat is some sort of status symbol for Sydney, so even if the rich person with the harbour-side house and the expensive car has absolutely no clue about how to actually sail a sailboat, they still must have one in order to be considered a success. And with so many people out on the water this day, it seemed inevitable that some of those clueless bozos would be sailing as well. I wonder how many collisions there actually are out there on a busy Sunday in the harbour.
A short walk took me around to the South Head area. I had to search for the path however. There is some sort of military installation between the ferry wharf area and the South Head park. But I eventually found it and its lighthouse.
And on this sunny Sunday afternoon, over the course of two hours, I was treated to the sound of crashing surf...
I had a really great walk with the wonders of nature crashing and smashing all around me. And I gained an entirely new appreciation for Sydney and it's position along the coast of the Abel Tasman Sea.
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