Kissing Point to Gladesville (road to Parramatta 26)
Today began really, really well. Arsenal 3 - Abramovitch-Moneylaundering-Outfit 1.
Then the rain stopped and the day was lovely and cool, so I went out walking again. This time I started at Kissing Point - so named because it's where the river became too shallow for those late 18th century sailing ships and they 'kissed' the bottom - and walked downstream to the Gladesville Hospital, then back.
Opposite Kissing Point is Rivendell.
The route took me through a series of parks by the waterfront broken up by tracts of suburbia. Too much of the waterfront has been privatised to have a continuous track, so I just relied on my trusty iPhone map function. Anyway this is Kissing Point Park.
Then it was up and down hill through the 'burbs. Lots of houses had Christmas decorations and lights - this one was modest.
... and this one across the road was the most excessive I saw. How imaginative can you get? Icicles, sleighs, reindeer, snowflakes, in the middle of an Australian summer!
I liked this house, one of the few remaining big old ones around and with a lot of overgrown land around it. Most of the houses near the water are more like the previous one - McMansions on small blocks.
I kept a lookout for interesting things on verandahs, balconies or in gardens, but McMansion owners don't have them. So I ended up taking pictures of trees.
To prove that I connected with Sunday's route, Gladesville Hospital from the west. This building can be seen in the photo of people playing cricket in the 1870s.
From there I wanted to take the shortest route possible back to Kissing Point, so I walked along Victoria Road (one of the main westward arterial roads) for a bit. I've driven past this little clocktower many times, but a closer look revealed no clues about its origin. Can't find anything on the web either - apart from a Council plan to redevelop the area.
This section of Victoria Rd is a bit decayed, though obviously once was lovely.
Photos from the return route next up. I took the shortest way possible, through the suburban tracts away from the water, and it was actually quite interesting - if you're interested in what people do with their houses.
Then the rain stopped and the day was lovely and cool, so I went out walking again. This time I started at Kissing Point - so named because it's where the river became too shallow for those late 18th century sailing ships and they 'kissed' the bottom - and walked downstream to the Gladesville Hospital, then back.
Opposite Kissing Point is Rivendell.
The route took me through a series of parks by the waterfront broken up by tracts of suburbia. Too much of the waterfront has been privatised to have a continuous track, so I just relied on my trusty iPhone map function. Anyway this is Kissing Point Park.
Then it was up and down hill through the 'burbs. Lots of houses had Christmas decorations and lights - this one was modest.
... and this one across the road was the most excessive I saw. How imaginative can you get? Icicles, sleighs, reindeer, snowflakes, in the middle of an Australian summer!
I liked this house, one of the few remaining big old ones around and with a lot of overgrown land around it. Most of the houses near the water are more like the previous one - McMansions on small blocks.
I kept a lookout for interesting things on verandahs, balconies or in gardens, but McMansion owners don't have them. So I ended up taking pictures of trees.
To prove that I connected with Sunday's route, Gladesville Hospital from the west. This building can be seen in the photo of people playing cricket in the 1870s.
From there I wanted to take the shortest route possible back to Kissing Point, so I walked along Victoria Road (one of the main westward arterial roads) for a bit. I've driven past this little clocktower many times, but a closer look revealed no clues about its origin. Can't find anything on the web either - apart from a Council plan to redevelop the area.
This section of Victoria Rd is a bit decayed, though obviously once was lovely.
Photos from the return route next up. I took the shortest way possible, through the suburban tracts away from the water, and it was actually quite interesting - if you're interested in what people do with their houses.