I set off early each morning in the dark on my bicycle, and I never know what the dawn has in store.
Today I made my way to Sydney’s Rose Bay, and was gifted this.
Did anyone else clock Jane Hume on ABC Breakfast? Seems we need tax relief for the rich, higher productivity from the poor and $100B taken out of government spending to sort our woes.
She’s such a chook!
I managed to grab this pic just before a cruise ship blighted my Sydney Harbour dawn scene.
I didn’t catch its name, but I think I it was Petri Dish of the Seas.
I made my 4am Christmas Eve Sydney pilgrimage to the fish market, and let my say, cycling was a much smarter move that driving.
After I scored my prawns, I went around the foreshore to catch dawn clouds and the Harbour Bridge.
It was warm already, the heat is coming.
It’s all so changeable, and I’m not just talking about the weather or the Sydney skyline.
People online are becoming crueler and ruder. Polarising views are the norm, the Australian attitudes of “fair enough” and “a fair go” are fading.
I’m just trying to share joy and I get hate
Yes I’m an old leftie, and my Uni degree was free. And I don’t get why we don’t offer free degrees to those most worthy. It an investment in science, environment, arts, humanity etc.
The benefit to society far exceeds the cost.
This is King Street in Sydney’s Newtown.
I spent a lot of time here in the late 70s through to the mid 80s.
I don’t think I ever saw it this empty, and possibly the person on the other side of the street is thinking the same thing.
This installation in Angel Place in central Sydney City is called Forgotten Songs, and has been here for more than a decade.
It has the songs of 50 birds that used to inhabit this area before European arrival. The sounds change through the day to match what would have been heard.
My Christmas Day sleep-in was a failure, so I pedalled down to Sydney’s Circular Quay to see who else was up.
At 0510, me and one jogger in a city of 5.5m people.
@SydOperaHouse
Sights around Sydney Harbour before dawn:
- Sleeping yachts in Lavender Bay
- Southern pylons of the Harbour Bridge
- Walsh Bay piers
- Circular Quay towers
- city lights reflecting off the harbour
Do Aussies outside of Sydney care about my weather comments, let alone global viewers?
This morning has a couple of showers about, but they are said to clear to a sunny 25 degrees day.
A perfect late winter Saturday!
Harbour Bridge at dawn under wet clouds.
This is my favourite Morton Bay Fig/spooky doorway combo in Sydney.
I’ve been taking shots of this spot for years, and while it is pretty much unchanged, the attraction for me hasn’t diminished.
Sydney has thrown me a grey dawn for my last cycle about before I go on a break for a few weeks.
Dramatic Harbour this morning, flying overnight and Hakkaido tomorrow.
I’m leaving my camera behind to see what my phone will deliver.
Sometimes the bleeding obvious has to be the shot.
On a cold clear dawn, tranquility on the harbour, the Sydney Opera House seems to float like a sailing ship as was part of Jørn Utzon’s imagining.
Autumn in Sydney is often the best season to hunt for colourful dawn clouds, but there is never a guarantee that the sky will deliver…. but sometimes it does.
The great union win and wonderful outcome for working people was the social experiment of the Sirius Building in Sydney’s Rocks.
It now sits empty of the people it was built for and up for sale as the weekday pad for the rich.
LNP’s disgraceful legacy on display for all to see.
Two things I want to touch on this morning.
Firstly, while I love a warm Sydney dawn, the feeling of being alive is triggered by the cooler months.
And secondly, as I pedalled around the harbour this morning, I was gifted this classic view of the SOH, and I was sucked in (again).
I live near this bakery - Bourke Street Bakery in Sydney’s Surry Hills.
A few decades ago, this was a pokey restaurant and two blokes started a bakery. Now there are outlets and bake houses all over Sydney - there’s even one in NYC.
This mural is brand spanking new.
I’m not going to mention the cold, well except to say to get this shot I was on at an exposed hill at Waverton and the wind whipping off Sydney Harbour making my face numb.
Crystal clear shot of dawn light hitting the city towers.
Sometimes a perfect scene just pops up and says “take my photo”.
This morning’s glamour model is Sydney’s Elizabeth Bay.
Naturally it is named after an entitled white person, Governor Lachlan Macquarie's wife Elizabeth.
Gurrajin is Elizabeth Bay's Indigenous name.
With a grey cloud day ahead, I was lucky to catch this brief bit of dawn light and colour…. oh, and the Sydney Opera House added to my morning delight.
I went out early to have some solitude this Remembrance Day.
The Pool of Reflection and the ANZAC War Memorial are always special, and on 11/11, I ponder the futility of war and can’t see we will ever be at piece.
Did you know that the Sydney Opera House is cooled using seawater taken directly from the harbour. The system circulates cold water from the harbour through 35kms of pipes to power both the heating and air conditioning in the building.
It was brisk with light clouds at dawn.
I cycled past the Hordern Pavilion on my way to this spot. Last night’s Mardi Gras was still pumping and I saw far too many butts.
This view on the other hand did give me some thrills!
I really wanted to get a dawn light shot of Horse Head Rock, so we set out in the pitch black and past Camel Rock, clambered or wet and salt slippery barnacle encrusted sharp boulders in dim torchlight.
Got to the beach just as the light arrived (you also have to go at low tide).
For my last dawn on our wonderful stay on the south coast of NSW, another lovely start to the day.
Because I’ve been able to really slow down and reflect, and having done some travelling in my time, I can say that this is the most stunning coast in the world.
This tunnel passes under the Sydney Harbour Bridge.
It allows pedestrians access to Fort Street and cyclists access to the bridge bike path.
It dates from the 1930s and I love it.
I peered out the window into the darkness this morning, I felt confident that the clouds looked benign.
Half way to my destination, the heavens opened.
It stopped long enough for me to get this dawn shot of Sydney Harbour, where there was a battle between colour and grey.
I do go about my harbour city, and sometimes she gives me a special wink.
In the dying days of a warm winter, and the fears of a bad fire season ahead, Sydney serves up a lovely dawn.
Yesterday I posted a pic of my lifelong friend, the SHB, and it seemed to strike a chord with others.
That inspired me to cycle this morning to Blues Point Reserve to get a side on pic.
The longish exposure enhanced the light pollution of the city to give an eerie look….at 0430.
If you don’t know the story of the pink door on the corner of Fitzroy and Little Riley Streets in Sydney’s Surry Hills, it’s best you don’t ask. Few would answer in print, and I’m not one of them.
I am not really into drama entering my morning rituals, but bugger me if drama was all over my lens at dawn this morning.
Looking over North Sydney the sky was ablaze in vibrant colour.
If you were in Sydney during the 2000 Olympics, you may remember the city heeded advice to leave town or at least stay off the roads.
I think we get the same calm each year between Christmas and New Year.
Elizabeth Bay.
I’ve been away from Sydney for a few weeks, got up early for a ride and pic. Got home and jet lag sent me back to bed. So a bit late with my first dawn shot on return, but it’s a highly predictable one.
Sydney Harbour has wonderful nocks and crannies that reveal vistas of joy.
Even on a rainy day, this pre dawn scene from Blues Point fills me with joy.
Sydney’s Sunday morning is a wet one. Low cloud, lots of rain, so a eerie shot was in order.
Saruman’s tower is the perfect subject in the hours before dawn.
Double, Double, Toil and Trouble.
The ocean boils at dawn next to Bronte’s ocean pool.
I love a Sydney autumn morning with the feeling of cool dew in the air.
I know there’s a lot of discussion about whether you should ask a girl for permission before you take her pic, but I think the SOH was asleep, so it seemed polite not too.
For more than 10 years I’ve been out most days on my bicycle taking pics to share.
So it’s sabbatical time. I’m taking a month off to reset.
I will be back with more sharing.
Dawn stars over the Barangaroo Precinct and Sydney’s Darling Harbour.
This morning is my last daily cycle/photo trip for a while. I’m going under the bone saw and will return a more metal person.
Once I’m home, I’ll still post, but from my previously unpublished archive.
Sydney is grey but dry today, and my dawn was dull.
Sydney opened a new harbour swimming spot over summer. Marrinawi Cove is on the north east tip of Barangaroo Reserve, it has a shark proof net and is absolutely stunning.
It’s open 24/7, but no one was testing the water on a cool dawn today.
Am I getting old?
I checked the battery in my camera before setting off on a ride to Sydney’s Tamarama Beach. When I arrived, it quickly became apparent that I left my camera on my desk.
So we got a dawn phone shot.
Even a grey drab Sydney day has splases of colour if you’re up early enough to find them.
I shared this dawn scene at Blues Point with some fishermen who were having no luck.
Ok, I’m calling it. Sydney’s autumn is here!
It was chilly at dawn as I took in this dual structure shot of the Sydney Harbour Bridge hiding under the ANZAC Bridge.
Why is it colder at dawn than before dawn? I’ve had it explained to me before, but it didn’t make sense.
The magic of dawn can’t be overstated. At its best, it’s a brief flash of colour, a sense of serenity and usually solitude.
I’m happy to share it with four bobbing seniors and someone doing laps at the ocean pool, Bronte Beach, Sydney.
Lovely clouds at dawn this morning, starting to fill in now ahead of potential storms.
This is Rushcutters Bay, and it might look crowded with yachts now, but wait for Christmas - as this is where many of the boats moor before the Sydney to Hobart race starting Boxing Day.
Sydney’s Bronte beach has two “pools”. Out of shot to the right is the wonderful ocean pool built in 1887.
In shot is the natural pool, The Bogey Hole.
Both are worth a dip, but one is for laps and the other is for bobbing.
A dawn treat.
Blackwattle Bay and the ANZAC Bridge are wonderful Sydney landmarks.
Best to be here at dawn as today is set for 38 degrees. Stay hydrated and keep out of the sun.
Sydney has had a really wet summer, and the last week has been miserable.
So with low expectations I cycled in the dark across the bridge to one of my favourite bays on the north side, and I got a treat!
Have I ever told you that one of my best friends is Sydney Harbour? It may well be a one way relationship, but I can live with that.
Pre dawn lights dance on the inky depths as I dwell on the lights and movement.
OK - Sydney has thrown up more pristine winter dawn pics this year than any year I can remember.
While that sounds wonderful, I’m told it could foretell a hot dry summer and the threat of fires.😕
Had another run-in with a security guard this morning.
This is the War Memorial in Sydney’s Hyde Park, an impressive and important building.
A guard came running at me shouting at me to stop taking photos, long story short, threatened to call the police so I left.