The river Styx

In a somewhat ironic intersection with myth the original Styx (after which the Styx creek was named) was so awful that one could bind an oath just by using its name, and if you drank from it the waters would render you voiceless for nine years…

As I work in the duchy of Hamiltonia, I like to joke that I have to cross the Styx to get to work..

Hamilton North, NSW 2292

I thought that the rain we got the other week would result in a banker but it was such a slow, steady fall that the creek just rose, nice and slowly, and then fell, nice and slowly. The kind of rain the farmers love.

I always have mixed feelings about rain after a prolonged dry period. The creek gets so clogged up with gunk and rubbish that it’s kind of cathartic to have it all swept away by one huge, cleansing flood. But then I know that all the crap has just been shunted down to Carrington mangroves, or the harbour, or the beach.

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It’s still … THERE … even though I can’t see it.

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There was an article in the Herald about the OdysSea group, who are encouraging people to litter-pick along the beaches. They’re great, those young folk, and I must admit I rather  envy them. The…

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The Old Harbour Fort (Part II)

The old fort late at night, funny to think that I got married here a couple of weeks ago. 🙂

Doodlebug!

At one time I was the Design Manager for the Hunter Rail Car project. I parachuted in late in the day to sort out the second toughest part of any project, the finish. Y’know where the money and fun has run out and all that’s left is fixing the problems …

Good times, and a great little doodlebug*. 🙂

*Doodlebug is an American term for what RailCorp rather anemically call a Diesel Motor Unit Rail Car.

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King Edwards Park at Nightfall

Views of the Obelisk and Newcastle’s maritime precincts from the top of King Edwards park at dusk.