Wesley College boat house.
The rowing club of Powerhouse.
Pink granite, I think.
Do you know Australia is a classless society and every servant is as good as his master? The theory might be nice, but it does not play out along the banks of the Yarra.
What is thing called, love? (punctuation can be very important. Say it with different intonations)
Maybe a flood depth gauge? No, I don't think so.
Yep, we are all equal in Australia.
Our authorities look after us well with their guidance lines to prevent us crashing into a gum tree. Pity about our many faded road markings and tram lane clearance road markings in our city.
Come to Australia. You could be living in a place like this with a view of the river. Oh, many are and they are not living in such smart places.
What is this all about. On the northern bank of the Yarra were factories and it was all quite industrial. Not so on the southern bank with expensive housing and mansions. A factory seems to remain.
I had come to the end of the first part of my walk and I needed to get across the river to Burnley Station to get home, but there was no bridge. I walked on. Bugger. For an unfit person, I had walked far enough.
I was slightly diverted by this cycle path diversion.
This litter trap is quite different to the others I have seen but works exactly the same way.
I would like $10 for every time I have driven through this roundabout.
Maybe this bridge at the bottom of Grange Road has a proper name but we call it 'that bridge you use when you get off the freeway because the traffic is crawling'.
Oh look, it is called MacRobertson Bridge. The philanthropist must have funded it.
I think this is the last decorative bridge along the Yarra. The rest are functional.
Within this old factory is a working business, but I am not sure if the business is related to the original purpose of the factory.
I walked through the unimaginatively named Bicentenial Park to Burnley Station.
Well, I tried. Burnley has central platforms but I could not work out how to get to them. I used a subway to get under the line but there was nothing on the other side. I went back under the line and looked around and I could not work it out. I went back under once again. I wonder if this narrow walkway leads to an entrance? There aren't signs to indicate so.
It did, and down another subway I went, this time with ramps up to the platform.