Showing posts with label Ben Boyd NP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ben Boyd NP. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Piccie of the day
Patrick's Funeral was today.
Very sad, but uplifting too, a lot of shared memories of a very full life.
I'll post the answer to What is it Wednesday tomorrow (one of the guesses is half way there)
This is what it feels like outside at the moment (we just had our coldest June day since 1993).
This is what I wish it felt like
Very sad, but uplifting too, a lot of shared memories of a very full life.
I'll post the answer to What is it Wednesday tomorrow (one of the guesses is half way there)
This is what it feels like outside at the moment (we just had our coldest June day since 1993).
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| Snow Gums, Mount Baw Baw Victoria |
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| Summer Day, Ben Boyd National Park, NSW |
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Merimbula day 2
Well the internet here is still dodgy at best. To get any reception I have to sit under a shelter outside in the cold to get wi-fi reception.
Yes, yes, I know that to those in the Northern Hemisphere our winter does not seem all that cold. In truth we have been having absolutely glorious weather down here on the NSW south coast (until this morning). It has been sunny every day with very little wind, temperatures up to about 16 or 17°C during the day. Way nicer than a typical dreary, wet Melbourne winter.
But it is still coat weather in the mornings and in the evenings. In fact as an ex-Queenslander I think it is pretty cold whenever it’s below about 20°C.
Thanks to my current internet woes I will have to keep my Uncle Harry-esque tourist guide to the minimum. (Sorry Uncle Harry).
So on day two of our holiday we headed south to the relatively sleepy port of Eden. Eden is a most beautiful patch of the coast. It is about six to seven hours drive from either Melbourne or Sydney and because the south coast is seen as ‘cold’ it has really avoided the tourist boom that has (in my opinion) ruined the north coast of NSW and south coast of Queensland.
Eden sits on the large Twofold Bay. This beach lies in the outer part of the bay (I guess that would be the outer ‘fold’).
Far across on the south side of the bay stands Ben Boyd’s folly.
I posted about the tower last year. It was built in the early settlement period as part of the whaling industry.
This piccie is from my post last year.
The town of Eden largely stands on a rugged promontory that extends far out into the bay.
The original port of Eden sits in ‘Snug Cove’. The cove is sheltered from the worst weather by the headland.
A small fishing fleet calls the port home.
A large tug serves as a reminder that the bay holds a modern port away on the south side. 
Down on the south side of the bay is a large woodchip processing plant, and the tug is used to manoeuvre bulk carriers into their berths.
I would post more about what we’ve been doing for the past couple of days, but I’ve had enough of the cold so good night!
Yes, yes, I know that to those in the Northern Hemisphere our winter does not seem all that cold. In truth we have been having absolutely glorious weather down here on the NSW south coast (until this morning). It has been sunny every day with very little wind, temperatures up to about 16 or 17°C during the day. Way nicer than a typical dreary, wet Melbourne winter.
But it is still coat weather in the mornings and in the evenings. In fact as an ex-Queenslander I think it is pretty cold whenever it’s below about 20°C.
Thanks to my current internet woes I will have to keep my Uncle Harry-esque tourist guide to the minimum. (Sorry Uncle Harry).
So on day two of our holiday we headed south to the relatively sleepy port of Eden. Eden is a most beautiful patch of the coast. It is about six to seven hours drive from either Melbourne or Sydney and because the south coast is seen as ‘cold’ it has really avoided the tourist boom that has (in my opinion) ruined the north coast of NSW and south coast of Queensland.
Eden sits on the large Twofold Bay. This beach lies in the outer part of the bay (I guess that would be the outer ‘fold’).
Far across on the south side of the bay stands Ben Boyd’s folly.
I posted about the tower last year. It was built in the early settlement period as part of the whaling industry.
This piccie is from my post last year.The town of Eden largely stands on a rugged promontory that extends far out into the bay.
The original port of Eden sits in ‘Snug Cove’. The cove is sheltered from the worst weather by the headland.A small fishing fleet calls the port home.
A large tug serves as a reminder that the bay holds a modern port away on the south side. 
Down on the south side of the bay is a large woodchip processing plant, and the tug is used to manoeuvre bulk carriers into their berths.I would post more about what we’ve been doing for the past couple of days, but I’ve had enough of the cold so good night!
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Down Time
Just a quick post this evening. 
We (that is Deb, all the Girls and I) are heading off interstate on holiday tomorrow.
We are going to be staying in a town on the south coast of
Merimbula is just north of one of my favourite places of all, Eden.
That’s right Eden NSW.
I’ve posted about
I haven’t been to the NSW south coast in winter before so I am looking forward to seeing what we can see.
Humpback whales begin making their way along the coast at this time of year so they could be one thing on offer.
In any case there is a good chance I will bore you with sights from around
Twofold Bay;
The local wild life
But we’ll just have to see.
We’ll be away for around ten days. Now the place we are staying is supposed to have internet, but in case it doesn’t you might not hear from me until I get back.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
A Scotsman’s Folly
On the South Coast of New South Wales, almost exactly half way between Sydney and Melbourne and about six hours drive from each, lies Ben Boyd National Park. Hidden in the park are some fantastic places.
Examples include: many kilometres of isolated and undisturbed beaches;
and The Green Cape Lighthouse.
If you drive into the main entrance of the park from the Princess Highway and head for Red Point you come to a car park. From there you follow a little path towards the point.
At one spot you catch a glimpse, through a window in the bush, down to the sea.
The pounding of the sea has exposed the rich red siltstone that gives the point its name.
Then suddenly ahead you glimpse over the storm twisted Melaleuca trees this unexpected sight.
Looking as if it would be more at home in the UK, this is Ben Boyd’s Tower one of the legacies of an eccentric from the early days of European settlement.
Ben Boyd was a Scotsman who in 1840 raised £200,000 in venture capital to fund development in the Colony of NSW.
Boydtown was founded nearby in 1843 as a port to support a large pastoral empire and as a base for a whaling operation. Four years later a visitor, speaking of the town, mentioned its Gothic church with a spire, stores, well-built brick houses, and "a splendid hotel in the Elizabethan style".
Boyd’s tower was built as a look out to give his whaling boats an advantage in spotting whales as they came north along the coast and he had ambitions that the government would use it as an official lighthouse.But Boyd was too grandiose and by 1849 he was bankrupted. He travelled to the California Gold fields, but had no luck. Finally he disappeared at Guadalcanal in the Solomon Islands in 1851.
Today the Tower that still carries his name is a shell.
Inside the floor joists are still in place but the floorboards are gone.
From the tip of the point you can see across Twofold Bay to Eden, the port that took over as the local whaling harbour as Boydtown fell into ruins.
And facing down the coast to the south, is more of the rich red stone that contrasts beautifully with the blue green ocean.
This stretch of the NSW coast has to be one of my favourite places on the whole planet.
Next: Eden, a well named slice of country.
Examples include: many kilometres of isolated and undisturbed beaches;
and The Green Cape Lighthouse.
If you drive into the main entrance of the park from the Princess Highway and head for Red Point you come to a car park. From there you follow a little path towards the point.At one spot you catch a glimpse, through a window in the bush, down to the sea.
The pounding of the sea has exposed the rich red siltstone that gives the point its name.Then suddenly ahead you glimpse over the storm twisted Melaleuca trees this unexpected sight.
Looking as if it would be more at home in the UK, this is Ben Boyd’s Tower one of the legacies of an eccentric from the early days of European settlement.Ben Boyd was a Scotsman who in 1840 raised £200,000 in venture capital to fund development in the Colony of NSW.
Boydtown was founded nearby in 1843 as a port to support a large pastoral empire and as a base for a whaling operation. Four years later a visitor, speaking of the town, mentioned its Gothic church with a spire, stores, well-built brick houses, and "a splendid hotel in the Elizabethan style".
Boyd’s tower was built as a look out to give his whaling boats an advantage in spotting whales as they came north along the coast and he had ambitions that the government would use it as an official lighthouse.
But Boyd was too grandiose and by 1849 he was bankrupted. He travelled to the California Gold fields, but had no luck. Finally he disappeared at Guadalcanal in the Solomon Islands in 1851.Today the Tower that still carries his name is a shell.
Inside the floor joists are still in place but the floorboards are gone.
From the tip of the point you can see across Twofold Bay to Eden, the port that took over as the local whaling harbour as Boydtown fell into ruins.
And facing down the coast to the south, is more of the rich red stone that contrasts beautifully with the blue green ocean.
This stretch of the NSW coast has to be one of my favourite places on the whole planet.Next: Eden, a well named slice of country.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
When the Pigs Come Home to Roost
Before anyone grumbles, I know I have mixed a metaphor. It’s not official yet but I think I have the dreaded Swine Flu.
This picture has nothing to do with our roosting pigs, It is simply a vain attempt to distract me from being miserable.
It was taken in Ben Boyd National park not far from Green cape.
My dearly beloved eldest daughter E, brought the flu home from uni with her (E is the first letter of her name and it is one of the few nicknames she has ever tolerated). She has been officially diagnosed by our quack (no real disrespect intended but Aussies have a very strong tendency to irreverence) and put on a course of Tamiflu.
As you may know despite the initial hoo-ha about the virus, in most people it is presenting as a quite mild illness. However, it has caused some fatalities in those with underlying conditions. Hence the Tamiflu for E, she is unfortunately a chronic asthmatic, so the quack said “better safe than sorry.”
I have come down with the same symptoms and although I have yet to drag myself to the doctor (oops I am slipping, quack), I suspect same symptoms = same condition. It’s probably not rocket surgery.
Clearly my mixed metaphor meter is on the blink, maybe it’s the mild fever addling my brain? Before, anyone leaps in to say “don’t be silly get yourself down to the doctor”, I am going later, I have an appointment. As to why I am sitting in front of a computer instead of lying down… well I’m just stupid really. Though, I tried lying down and it doesn’t feel any better and at least this way I get to distract myself.
And just a final distraction
This was also taken in Ben Boyd NP just across Twofold Bay from Eden in NSW. I love the contrast in this picture, between the deep blue and Green of the Pacific and the red of the siltstone.
This picture has nothing to do with our roosting pigs, It is simply a vain attempt to distract me from being miserable.
It was taken in Ben Boyd National park not far from Green cape.My dearly beloved eldest daughter E, brought the flu home from uni with her (E is the first letter of her name and it is one of the few nicknames she has ever tolerated). She has been officially diagnosed by our quack (no real disrespect intended but Aussies have a very strong tendency to irreverence) and put on a course of Tamiflu.
As you may know despite the initial hoo-ha about the virus, in most people it is presenting as a quite mild illness. However, it has caused some fatalities in those with underlying conditions. Hence the Tamiflu for E, she is unfortunately a chronic asthmatic, so the quack said “better safe than sorry.”
I have come down with the same symptoms and although I have yet to drag myself to the doctor (oops I am slipping, quack), I suspect same symptoms = same condition. It’s probably not rocket surgery.
Clearly my mixed metaphor meter is on the blink, maybe it’s the mild fever addling my brain? Before, anyone leaps in to say “don’t be silly get yourself down to the doctor”, I am going later, I have an appointment. As to why I am sitting in front of a computer instead of lying down… well I’m just stupid really. Though, I tried lying down and it doesn’t feel any better and at least this way I get to distract myself.
And just a final distraction
This was also taken in Ben Boyd NP just across Twofold Bay from Eden in NSW. I love the contrast in this picture, between the deep blue and Green of the Pacific and the red of the siltstone.
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