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Here is a picture of a calm Geilston Bay at about 4 pm today. There didn't seem to be many about, apart from Henry, myself, two geese, a bunch of ducks and a whole heap of seagulls. There are usually a few boats moored in the bay, and one day I'll get around to getting my hands on a kayak and working my way across the river.

I was surprised to see that Wikipedia has an entry on Geilston Bay, and like to imagine that Henry's arrival in the suburb in 2006 heralded the 'bringing a bit of class' to the suburb!
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Joy said…
People are just probably waiting for warmer days to roll in. :D

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6 April 2008 at 07:04
Jane Hards Photography said…
Could almost be my island.Very tranquil.Make sure Wiki has the right info. Havw seen dsome very odd "facts" about my island.
6 April 2008 at 08:07
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