Civilization is a movement and not a condition, a voyage and not a harbour.

Geilston Bay power poles. June 2010.

A short while ago someone asked in the comments to see more of Geilston Bay, here's a start! Here's the view looking south towards the next suburb of Lindisfarne.

Geilston Bay itself is a small suburb of Hobart. Technically, it is located in the City of Clarence located on the Eastern Shore of the Derwent ~~River~~ Estuary. It is a suburb abundant with nature, with many houses built right next to the bushland (hence the impressive amount of dead native animals to be found squished on the highway).

In terms of 'attractions', well, there is the bay itself, with a Boat Club located a couple of hundred metres from our house.

There's the Shag Bay Aboriginal Site, but we're really just talking about piles of discarded mussel shells. I'll be honest and confess an anthropological bias: once you've seen Notre Dame Cathedral, a midden that dates a few hundred years more recent seems a bit humdrum.

There is also a local high school that is on its last legs, Geilston Bay High and a private Christian School. I suspect that the students of that school are in fact vampires because in all honesty, I've never actually seen any children there. Please note that I have lived not two hundred metres from the place for four years now.

To continue the excitement, there are not one but two local shops, not one of which is located on a corner. There is a butcher, a hairdressers, a pizza parlour, a radiator repairer. Sadly, we have no candlestick maker. Lindisfarne Village is 15 minutes walk away, and has the whole supermarket/bakery/French patisserie deal, so we're sorted on that score.

Right behind the Geilston Bay Community Centre (home of the Geilston Bay Playgroup), you'll find the Geilston Bay Tennis Club. These sit right next to the local football/cricket ground, home of the OHA Ships.

Get onto Google Maps, and you'll get the vibe.

Comments

Beth said…

In the dim distant past as an inaugural student of Geilston Bay High (I too am on my last legs...) our parents attempted to find the correct pronunciation of Geilston Bay. Is it a hard 'G' as is gills, or a soft 'G' as in congeals?
Our answer came from Giels in Scotland - a soft 'G'.
I'm sure there's more to be said on the similarity between Geilston and Congeals as concepts.

8 July 2010 at 13:59

Kris McCracken said…

Beth, good to see a GB'er still knocking around!

16 July 2010 at 09:19

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