We assembled at Tom Perrott Reserve carpark on a beautiful sunny morning. Jack was the leader and we set off in good spirits, enjoying the views down to the river. On a long weekend, it was full of boats coming and going, from the smallest to a large Captain Cook Cruise. Water skiers were getting towed and there were some individual mechanised craft that I’d never seen before.
At this point I sat down for a rest. The others progressed up the hill, turned around and met me on the way back:
There were some very posh houses around this part of the river:
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This one had a pool and its own private boat ramp.
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On the way, I spotted a lone white heron hiding amongst the reeds:
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