Australia Day

Me and The Coat Hanger

Best Dressed ???

James Craig

This is the day when we beat our chests, take a holiday from complaining, and admit to being proud to be Australian.  I wonder what the weather was like when Arthur Phillip landed? I am sure someone knows. Well to day was hot hot hot, with a heavy heat haze which lasted all day.  I was happily able to catch every little breeze as I was ferried around the harbour  along with hundreds of other happy Aussies in hundreds of other boats large and small, including the historic James Craig, Ferries, working tugs and water taxis, Maritime Services boats, down to the smallest runabout.  I have never never seen so many boats  with flags flying and smiling faces, mine among them.

Old Ferry

Ben, who helps his friend the owner, invited me along for the day on The Southern Cross. There was plenty to see from the early Great Ferry Boat Race, the twenty one gun salute at Mrs Macquarie´s Chair  and a jet fly over later in the day. For me it was great to revisit little bays and beaches I remember from my childhood that I have not seen in years. Lots of nostalgia and a clear view of my favourite landmark, The Sydney Harbour Bridge. Almost hidden from view now among the skyscrapers on any road approach, it was a thrill to be under and see and love it again. We could see ant sized climbers along the arches and they must have had the best view of the day.