I took a poor distant shot of this building after the last leg of my walk. This photo is better but it is hard to get a good shot. It is either close up or distant.
It is now a cafe but once a wool scouring business, which produces filthy liquid during the process and the waste flowed straight into the river, along with the refuse from soap making and the unwanted parts of butchered carcasses along with raw sewerage. The river is much cleaner now, but far from perfect.
This house next door is now a business. I wonder if it was the home of the manager of the wool scouring business
An apartment and business complex on the Yarra where I alighted from the tram. It has the Yarra to east and north as the river makes a right angled turn.
It doesn't look too inviting, but glimpsing a water feature led me in there.
This sculpture is called 'Nuture' by Mike Nicholls.
The water flows right through the whole area down to a lower level.
Down these stairs. Note the gutter to wheel bicycles.
I liked this sculpture. It is called 'The Inspector' by Daniel Agdad. It represents the Victoria Street Rail Bridge with a track inspection machine making its way across the bridge.
From this level steps led down to the river bank. I back tracked a little as I was a couple of hundred metres short of where I finished the last leg.
Last look at the Victoria Street Bridge.
Is it a minor waterway or a drain flowing in to the river.
Could be old and adapted, but I am doubtful. The bluestone of the base was widely used in Melbourne, especially as foundations, but also paving our laneways.
It is all quite well looked after.
Our Eucalypts or gum trees have odd growth habits at times.
I have reached the Walmer Street pedestrian bridge
What? The path ends here? The open path led to a ramp up to street level. Using my phone I looked at where I could rejoin the the path, but gave up and caught the tram along Victoria Street for lunch at a cafe we frequent at times.
I thought you would like a final photo of our sparkling blue Yarra River. The colour comes mostly from sediment that the river carries down from its catchment.
Korean, I assume dear Watson.
I like speed and trams don't do if for me. Trains are a bit better, so I caught a train back to town. I thought this under the railway bridge was interesting. In the 70s and 80s, many Vietnamese refugees settled in Richmond. Walking along Victoria Street is almost like being in Vietnam, with the many shops to service the community. It is also a popular dining strip for those who like Asian food, although it has fallen in popularity because of the open drug dealing. This is the Dong Son Drum, a three thousand year old Vietnamese symbol of power.
Part 2 of this last leg of the walk had too many photos, so it will be part 2 and then a part 3.