Go Before You Go.
You have to go but you do have a choice as to how you go; I am going by bus today, I bought a day pass. There is no need to make elaborate plans just get on the bus, head into Hobart town centre and take it from there.
I went into the information centre and asked the lady what she thought would be a good place to go to on the metro bus. She said Mt Nelson Signal Station. I walked over the road to the Metro Bus Office to get a bus time table.
The buses are hourly so this allowed me time for a walk to see what would open up for me. I took a few photos and got a multigrain bun and chose a vegetarian filling. I like avocado instead of butter and no salt there is enough salt in the bread. I picked a pure orange drink from the fridge. With fuel for the day in the bag it is off on the bus, all uphill.
I go with the flow and water does not flow uphill unless it is carried. I am in no real hurry to wear myself out and this climb would be pushing it a bit for a man on a seniors bus pass.
The photos will give you an idea of the views but it would even be beyond the capabilities of National Geographical magazine to do the area justice. What a mighty day, I am dressed like I was up in warm Queensland. In my bag is a rain jacket my fur hat, scarf and my pure wool swan dry jacket as insurance. I believe I am a lucky person but I try not to push my luck. To take any thing in life for granted is inviting trouble.
A tree looked at me. I took a portrait photo of it and looked to see if its neighbors had anything to say, yes the trees were talking to me.
I do not only talk to the animals I communicate with everything. A flower can tell me more about beauty than an art gallery, nature is unsurpassed. Man can never come close to matching nature wonders.
Everything man achieves and invents is only a copy of nature. We may think we are changing the environment for the better but everything in nature is interrelated and in balance. There is always repercussions that should be considered.
I think it is a good time for lunch, or should I walk to Sandy Bay? A lady with a cute dog walks by, I give her a smile and ask her is it far to walk to Sandy Bay and if I follow the road will I get lost. She tells me there is a track through the bush that is shorter and much nicer.
We head off together, she is good company, she tells me she is a physiotherapist and I burble on about what I used to do for a living. She turns off a side path to her house and warns me it gets a bit rougher further on but there is a place I can leave the track and get on the road.
I am enjoying this bush walk so decide to keep to the track. The going gets steeper, uneven rock steps.
There was a time I would have run down them but today I find a strong stick to help me. Another wooden seat, now is a good time to have lunch.
Refreshed I head on across a bridge over a gurgling stream, what a nice sound.
The path flattens out to a gentle slope and is a pleasant walk the rest of the way. The bus stop is near a lawn covered in autumn leaves. Just time to take a photo and here is the bus.
Back in town I visit the park guarded by the lions salvaged from an old bank.
The autumn leaves are a blaze they are impossible to capture with my camera.
My attempt fails miserably; you will have to use your imagination.
Windows are easier subjects. I am taking some photos of windows inspired by a blog you will find at <http;//thedayafter.wordpress.com >
Going to the Bellerive bus stop I pass through the paved Mall. I see the beautifully carved wooden dog I have taken a liking to.
It has been a wonderful day, time for one photo then home. I am pleased I went and did not miss the opportunity. We have to go before we go. One day we will go back into this world we came out of, we have no choice. We do have a choice as to how we go and it is better to wear out than rust out.