Sails

The only thing better than a sail is ...

... two sails.

See ya!

Abalone pearl

At a location somewhere along the east Australian coastline (only accessible by nimble kayak) Tony spots an abalone with a rather nice surprise inside ... 

How about that?!.

Mid-winter

The almost winter-solstice sun rising at the base of North Head.

The Pacific Ocean being true to name on this sunny morning.

Peter sailing towards the ledge of North Head.

Branches

Sydney from 20,000 feet. Copyright David Moore

In recent times we've been paddling beneath the sheer cliffs along the coastline outside the Sydney Heads. This morning's journey, by contrast, turned inwards to travel up one limb of Sydney's branching waterways.

 Sailing towards Middle Head.

The distinctive conveyor belt of offshore clouds still forming over the remains of the East Australian Current.

 Turning westward to paddle up Middle Harbour and into the clear blue winter skies of the interior ...

Sydney Red Gum (Angophora costata) thriving on the thin soils of the sandstone peninsulas.

 

A flooded forest west of Roseville Bridge.

Cloud wisps forming on the river's surface.

As Sydney as it gets ...

In a world that is widely corrupted by insensitive and misplaced human endeavour it is fortunate to have this land and waterscape at our paddling fingertips.