Bus to Bimble
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Fri 8 Jan 2016 23:57
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Bus to Bimble Beyond the Botanic Garden and
Surrounds
   This morning the sun came out –
hoorah, at last. Off we went on the bus for the first time, together, heading
into the city. My first really long walk post-op and how I was looking forward
to it. We enjoyed going over Sydney Harbour Bridge, this time in the bus lane
and found ourselves getting off on Bridge Street. Up the hill to the Botanic
Gardens but en route looking at the architecture. On Young Street we loved the wrought ironwork, very Bath like.
   Looking up the skyscrapers mix nicely along with the older
buildings.
 Walking past the
Museum of Sydney – our outing tomorrow.
 We zig-zagged through the gardens and enjoyed lunch before walking all round the
edge.
 We couldn’t go through the Yurong
Gate – beyond is the big screen, seating and tables. Sound checks were in
progress getting things ready for the the festivities leading up to and
celebrating Australia Day on the 26th of January. We left the gardens by
Victoria Lodge Gate and walked toward Mrs Macquaries Point. Well colour us both
happy.............
 .......the first break in the trees we
saw a cruise ship complete with working girl at her
side going under the bridge.
 The Sydney Opera
House with a cruise ship parked to the left and passing to the right. A
day cruiser in front.
  A bit further on and a chap was renewing the slats on a bench.
   Mrs Macquaries
Chair was just around the corner. It s actually a carved rock ledge seat
where Elizabeth Macquarie, the Governor’s wife, liked to sit and admire the view
of the harbour. Her husband had his workmen carve this special seat for her. It
is said to have one of the best views in Sydney.
The Macquaries arrived in Sydney in
1810 and soon afterwards the Governor began to develop an extensive network of
roads around this area. One of these roads, Mrs Macquaries Road, completed in
1816, was created for his wife’s recreation. It was built right out to this
point – now called Mrs Macquaries Point, but originally known as Ansons
Point.
 We sat on the wall for a while and
enjoyed the vista. Fort Dennison with an old lady
motor sailing by.
 Speed taking on
age.
  The jet
boat thrilling the tourists.
 Looking across Woolloomooloo Bay to
Finger Wharf and an Australian
Navy ship 150.
  On our right was a
piece of rock as big as us, looking back the
way we had come, Fort Dennison just a dot in the harbour.
 Ahead Andrew [Boy] Charlton Pool. This is an
eight-lane outdoor heated salt-water 50-metre swimming
pool on
the shore of Woolloomooloo
Bay in
the
Domain. It was re-opened for the 2011–12 summer
season, having undergoing a major refurbishment during 2011. In
1968, the pool, previously called the new Domain Baths, was renamed in honour
of Andrew
"Boy" Charlton,
an Australian swimmer who won five Olympic medals during the
1920’s.
 We don’t think we will ever see an outdoor swimming pool that has a Royal Naval vessel as a
backdrop again.............
  Back at the top of the hill we took a
breather watching a loading. Then crossed the main road – Macquarie
Street.
 Next job, we asked in a shop about
topping up our Opal bus tickets. We were told to walk down to Circular Quay, to
the sweet shop on Jetty Two. That done, we had a lovely ice cream and sat to
watch a street performer
from Toronto. Ice creams finished, he was still mid rev of the crowd, so up the
hill we went looking back every so often. He put a crash hat on and swung an
attached, flaming animal around, juggled with flaming knives all the while stood
atop a pole supported by three anchor people from the audience. Wonder how much
he collected for risking his neck...........
  We walked back up the hill past the
Police Court built in 1885 and a
splendid building next door.
   At the bus stop on Loftus Street. Soon on our way back to Cammeray we were the
last on the bus when it came to a halt and the driver said “I finish here”. Oh.
“Where are you going”. Our stop is called Churchill / Carter. “No problem, sign
yourselves out.” We pinged our bus tickets, were bade to sit and our lovely man
took us up the hill and three roads over to drop us at our stop. How very kind.
We have to look at the final stop not just at the bus number in future. By the
time we walked to the top of the marina steps, down and along to Beez
the dogs were well and truly barking – ably chorused with the thirty or forty
cockatoos squawking overhead......
ALL IN ALL SOME EXTRAORDINARY
SIGHTS
A WONDERFUL
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