Thursday, 24 September 2009

Broken Hill

Exploring residential streets on our first morning in Broken Hill, we very quickly made a friend. He lived in this well-kept corrugated iron home sporting a nice big front window with a big news spread of Obama's election night in faraway Chicago. (Where Frank Lloyd Wright first made a name for himself...) Not only could we enthuse about US politics, but our new friend told us about the unions and that our next stop had to be the Trades Hall a couple of blocks down the street.
M~



The Syndicate Of Seven who claimed the entire 'Line of Lode' and then went on to form Broken Hill Proprietary.


The inescapable Mullock Heap! 
It dominates the view and replaced The Line Of Lode.





Although this city was built with iron, stone was the choice for significance.









The Living Desert and Sculpture Site just out of town.


Silverton.
Where Mad Max lives on.


Wednesday, 23 September 2009

The Journey

To Broken Hill and beyond...


It was an early start

This was our aluminium capsule for the next fourteen hours

On the way to the great outback...first stop Parkes 

Then Condobolin



Then "You a Belong West"


Then hour after hour of this...


I, Van Hoe am headed west


Menindee, almost there, only about another two hours!!!

Tuesday, 4 August 2009

Tassie

Back in February me and the housemate did a trip to Tasmania, flew to Hobart (I'm always a sucker for aircraft photos) then drove...
First stop
Eaglehawk Neck, the Dog Line. Port Arthur was too much of a theme park but there was this melancholy little cemetery on the way in.
Tassie has a gorgeous coastline, littered with beaches and bays and islands, quite often we were the only people around. Roadkill is horrendous, rest assured I didn't leave the possum on the road, nor did I kill it.


















Monday, 3 August 2009

Richmond

Richmond, Tasmania that is, a most perfect Georgian village. The omnipresent Gaols a reminder of how harsh life was...not so perfect.










Sunday, 2 August 2009

Mt Wellington

1300 meters straight up from Hobart, quite surreal.


Saturday, 1 August 2009

Battery Point

The Hill overlooking the harbour, where all the posh people live, gorgeous homes...georgian, victorian and edwardian are all represented here.

Wednesday, 8 July 2009

Antique Fair

Once a month there is an antique fair at Wentworth Park grandstand, for all the years I've been living in Glebe – never gone, until last Sunday that is. It's enormous, people make a real effort.
This is one of the dealers...