Vanishing act (Lake George)

Lake George or Weereewa, by it’s Aboriginal name, is a mysterious lake!

When full it’s a wide, pancake of a lake only a metre deep on average.

But in low rainfall, it evaporates to lie as grassy sheep paddocks for many years. Fences stretch off to the muddy middle, parted only by a gently flowing creek.

It’s an on again, off again lake!

Snow storm over Lake George, New South Wales, Australia - Aug 2008

Who pulled the plug?

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It’s a local thing that everyone reminisces about “when Lake George was full”. For me that was the late 80s, before the hugging Sydney to Canberra highway was duplicated.

The waters lapped at the road bank. You could fish from near the roadside rest stops.

Then drier years followed.

Lake George struggled to get much more than the creek and muddy smears for a decade or so.

The constant rains of 2010, and then flooding in 2011, saw the windswept waters partly come back…And just as quickly vanish!

But now after our record wet winter, we have a water wonderland again! Wavelets cover the grassy paddocks. Pelicans and other water birds have returned.

Lake George from Marked Tree Rd, via Collector, NSW, Australia

Wonderful Weereewa!

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It’s not too hard to picture the lakeside resort that was once planned? Or the paddle-steamers that partied on the lake over a century ago!

So it seems, for the time being, the poor farmer has lost his paddocks!  ♦


 

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It’s a gusher! (Yass Dam)

The wettest September day in Canberra’s records on Friday. The Yass River ran a banker and the dam filled overtop! *

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* ‘…It pelted, pelted all day long,

A-singing at its work,

Till every heart took up the song

Way out to Back-o’Bourke.

And every creek a banker ran,

And dams filled overtop;

“We’ll all be rooned,” said Hanrahan,

“If this rain doesn’t stop.”…’

 


 

[from ‘Said Hanrahan’ by Australian bush poet John O’Brien, pseudonym of Fr Patrick J. Hartigan, born in O’Connell Town, Yass, New South Wales, Australia in 1878]

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Said_Hanrahan

How green is my valley!

View of 'Euralie' and Black Range beyond, via Yass, New South Wales, Australia

Drought broken!

How would you like to wake up to this view? Or sit with a cuppa and watch the sun sink in crimson streaks across these hills?

We drive here quite often and sit and watch, with a steaming coffee in hand.

After weeks and weeks of rain, the dead grass is gone and the hills and creek valley are green felted. The dams are full and the causeway gushing.

The black polka dots of cows across the creek are still, until the farmer’s ute turns up, then watch them gallop!

View across to 'Euralie' from Shearsby Crescent, Yass, New South Wales, Australia

50 shades of green

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Off the bench!

Benchseat up the back near the water tank facing the setting sunToday is a big day for me…it’s my 2nd anniversary since What The?! Day. *

Two years ago, something went bung in my brain! I stood frozen still, couldn’t move anything, couldn’t speak. But I could hear everything, although from far away, in a fog of time. They thought I’d had a stroke.

I was very, very lucky, all the scans were clear.

After about two hours my speech was normal, though laboured, and I could walk with support. Huh?!

Now repeat many times. Add alternating wheelchair, wheelie-walker, and walking stick.

Fast forward 2 years…

I’m getting back to normal, only a bit to go. I choose to think of all the gains I’ve made, even the small ones. I’ve learned to adapt and still be me, even if I have to think around obstacles. And I haven’t lost my sense of humour!

But…I’m getting back out there! Yay! You can’t keep a good day tripper down!!

So I’ve put my gumboots near the back door for my goal to bushwalk again. And I have my khaki jacket with pockets for stuff…rocks, camera gear, rubbish, binoculars.

So this afternoon, on the 2nd anniversary, I put on my coat again and we went for a drive as the sun was going down.

Taemas Bridge, Wee Jasper Road, near Yass, New south Wales, Australia

Taemas bridge over the Murrumbidgee

We parked at Taemas Bridge on Wee Jasper Road, with a coffee and a sandwich.

The bridge of steel and concrete crosses mostly a sandy bed and exposed tree trunks. Red clay gullies slash the impossible near-vertical hillside. Wire fences straddle the climb in mid-air. (How did they build those fences?)

In the hazy shadows at the water’s edge, we spotted a white crane wading. It jumped up on a rock ledge to join a blue crane.

Yep, it’s beautiful out there guys, that’s what really counts!  *18 May 2016. I wasn’t able to take new photos so I’ve recycled one that shows how it looked.

For more information on neurological symptom disorders like mine, these are great resources and support and have helped me so much:

http://www.neurosymptoms.org    and   http://www.fndhope.org

Home among the gum trees

I was born on an acre bush block in a sea of gum trees.River gum (detail), fallen into Murrumbidgee River, Jugiong, New South Wales, Australia

Our little green fibro* cottage was at the end of a long, steep, dirt driveway. The bush surrounded our house to the front, back and left side.

We were only 10 minutes from town by car but we had only one neighbour and an outside pan toilet.

We had bee hives and native birds on the block. Our neighbour had goats, chickens and a horse or two.

As kids, we stayed outdoors most of the time and could walk to the local park at the end of the street to fish from the jetty with hand lines.

Kilaben Bay Park, Lake Macquarie, New South Wales, Australia

The jetty

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After all the places I’ve lived – in country towns and villages, the bright lights of Sydney, and in Canberra suburbia – the bush has always been my home.

When I lived in the towns and cities we spent many, many hours driving in the country, and camping and walking in the bush.

Now I’m back to my roots – a new home among the gum trees.

Ironbark tree sapling planted 2014

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We live on a 2 and a bit acre block ringed by gum trees and a native garden. We have rosellas, owls and magpies nesting in our trees. Galahs, cockatoos and kookaburras visit to feed. We have an occasional possum growling in the night. Cows and sometimes kangaroos come up to our back fence.

It’s a short walk to the river at the end of our road and a short drive to the town shops.

Again my house is at the end of a long, steep driveway. But thankfully now we have an indoor toilet!  ♦

Our new ironbark tree with views to the ranges

Ironbark with a view

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* fibro – fibrous cement sheeting or cladding boards

To mark Australia Day on Monday 26th January

Christmas lights (Unplugged) 2014

Storm front at sunset, Yass Valley, New South Wales, Australia

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Here are our Christmas trees and Christmas light show … the natural way!

‘Tis the season to be hot and stormy fa la la la la, la la la la!

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To all Daytrippers and Sippers

I wish you a very bright and Merry Christmas!

Cheers! from CC

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Photo taken 1 December 2014, with my trusty old Canon PowerShot A550.

Lazy bend in the river (Yass river)

View of Yass River bend beyond Joe O'Connor Park, Laidlaw Street, Yass, New South Wales, Australia

La rivière?

On a sparkling afternoon in September we went for one of our ambles along the Yass River at Joe O’Connor Park.

I was in a snap-happy camera daze of ‘Oohs’ and ‘Ahs’.

Another afternoon walker was also entranced by the green pasture on the banks after a rare, good fall of rain. Cows grazed on the far hill, wandering placidly. Willows trailed their leaves in the water, teasing the fish. The fish jumped occasionally, splashing circles across the mirrored surface.

In her admiration of the enchanting view, the lady said wistfully, “It looks just like France.”

That’s a very big call to make! I wouldn’t know, as I’ve never been there.

I’ll leave it to you to decide.  ♦

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‘One Shot Wonders’ series

One of my favourite photos, from the post of 8 January 2014. Photo taken 29 September 2013.