I was running late, and so I paid a few extra dollars to catch the fast ferry. With only a few people on board, I couldn't help but notice I was amongst a handful of middle aged nerdy blokes taking a close up look at one of the cruise ships at Sydney's Circular Quay. "What... Continue Reading →
Is there anything as sublime as catching the Manly Ferry? It's not too short that it feels like almost any commuter ferry. It's not too long that you feel like you'll never get there. I caught the ferry today for a friend's birthday drinks. On the way back, I found a terrific spot outside, where... Continue Reading →
Manly really is seven miles from Sydney, and a thousand miles from care. I spent the afternoon with some friends at Manly's 16-foot Skiff Club. A few drinks, a bite to eat, lots of good conversation. Here are some photographs I snapped along the way.
As we caught the ferry back from an afternoon at Manly's 16ft Skiff Club, we headed straight to the front of the vessel. I NEVER get sick of catching the Manly Ferry, though I'd imagine if I had to do it every day, it might get tiresome. But today there was another reason to find... Continue Reading →
Spent a fabulous day at Manly, celebrating a friend's birthday. Like everyone else, I pulled out my phone to take a photograph of the storm as it arrived.
There was a moment when I thought to myself "this is a pretty weird spot" to be taking some visitors from overseas. The way we ended up at The Gap (the infamous spot where many Sydneysiders take their own lives) was quite accidental. One of our visitors had been to Australia a few years ago... Continue Reading →
The view of Sydney Tower (I still call it "Centrepoint") from the twenty-sixth floor of The Hilton is pretty bloody good. It's a fact I discovered on Friday when my relatives, Michelle and Shane booked in for a weekend in Sydney. Michelle and Shane have been to Sydney a few times. In fact, they were... Continue Reading →
Meet me down by the jetty landing Where the the pontoons bump and sway I see the others reading, standing As the Manly Ferry cuts its way to Circular Quay Thirty years after hearing the song "Reckless" by Australian Crawl, and in particular the line, "As the Manly Ferry cuts its way to Circular Quay"... Continue Reading →
Two or three times a year a bunch of us catch up for an afternoon of lunch, drinks and chatter. Sometimes we'll head over to Manly, though mostly it's at a pub fairly close to Central Station in Sydney. The common connection is that we're all "ABBA Fans". Well, not all of us anymore, and... Continue Reading →
While most surfboards in Australia are emblazoned with names and logos like Billabong, Quiksilver and Rip Curl, we saw one in Manly today with a brand name we've never come across before: it must have something to do with roosters. We were at Manly as a welcoming party of Liesbeth, a Dutch-American woman we've come... Continue Reading →
The trip to Manly always evokes memories of the song "Reckless" by Australian Crawl, a song from my final year at high school. As an Australian of a particular age, how can you not catch the ferry without singing the line.... "as the Manly Ferry cuts its way to Circular Quay"... ? Oddly enough, I... Continue Reading →