Photos by Sarah, Tuesday Photo Challenge


Pinnacle walk, Grampians National Park
Rail bridge, Wangaratta
Sydney Harbour Bridge, NSW
Macksville Bridge, NSW
Kawarau bridge bungee (yes, that’s me!)
John Monash Bridge, Benalla

Image credits By Sarah ©

Prompt: Dutch Goes The Photo, Tuesday Photo Challenge, Week 83 – Bridge

Daily Post Weekly Challenge, Photos by Sarah

Swing Bridge

From serious….

To silly….

Photos of our wedding day on the swing bridge at the base of Mt Buffalo. I love the contrast in the two photos and the movement of the bridge as we jump up and down. You can see the wooden wave!

Image credits John Mitchell Photography

Prompt: Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge Word: bridge; and also, Dutch Goes The Photo, Tuesday Photo Challenge, Week 83 – Bridge

Photos by Sarah, Scribblings by Sarah

The River Gang

Brassy sunlight streams through the trees. The trail is bracing and I can see my breath stretching in front of me, as if leading the way.

I bask in the sounds of nature and listen to the early morning bird song as I walk. Magpies mainly. They are warbling and gargling their happy tunes. It lifts my heart.

I round a bend in the track and I catch myself thinking how lucky I am to live in such a beautiful part of Australia. Rural enough to have a bush walk on my doorstep any day I please, but country town enough to not want for anything.

I cross the swing bridge and stare into the almost perfect mirror image reflected by the still waters of the Ovens River. The calm, glass-like water soothing my busy mind.

About a kilometre into the walk, is the rail bridge. Every time I do this walk it is always striking – a juxtaposition of steel and technology against the backdrop of green gum trees. Pylons plunging their fingers into the muddy water below. Its red metal skin screaming, “Look at me”. And I do. Every time. It draws my eye and distracts me from the nature I’ve come to see.

Today, for the first time, I notice some graffiti. Someone has spray painted RIVER GANG along the side of one of the girders. I feel curious about who they might be. Who is the ‘river gang’ ? What’s their purpose? Why did they feel it necessary to declare their presence in this otherwise, tranquil, isolated place?

As I draw closer, I see more graffiti, scribbling and scrawling, demanding a reaction. I could feel sad. I could become enraged about this blemish on our trail. However, I find it ironic that despite their attempted destruction, I can still find the beauty.

By Sarah ©2017

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Prompt: Daily Post Daily Prompt, Word: brassy; and also, Mind Love Misery’s Menagerie, Saturday’s Mix 3rd June 2017