Another wet and cool Sydney early morning. This end terrace on Olivia Lane in Surry Hills is one of ten sold on a single title. They are being fully renovated as job lit, when they hit the market, they’ll be going for a bomb. I wonder if the light rail that passes the rear will hurt the price?

Halo is a wind powered kinetic sculpture designed by Turpin + Crawford Studio. It’s in the made up area of Sydney called Central Park, on a very chilly and still early morning, no movement was detected. The piece was inspired by the old Kent Brewery vat support found on site.

Rose Bay

I would like to think it was named after a pink, crisp and clear dawn, but Rose Bay in Sydney was named after the Right Honourable George Rose (1744–1818), a British politician, Treasury official, and friend to Governor Arthur Phillip.
The sparkling bit it the harbour ferry wharf.

Bridge

This is a bridge over the Cooks River at Tempe on a rather cool and clear pre dawn autumn morning. Sometimes Sydney names things in an interesting way, sometimes names are a little too obvious.
This bridge has two names, the Tempe Bridge or the Cooks River Bridge at Tempe.

Terrace houses

I worked in Ultimo for 25yrs, but I never got a handle on it like other older Sydney suburbs. It’s a mishmash of business, old warehouses, old industrial buildings and modern and past housing. Nearby Glebe has a community vibe, but I didn’t feel it here, but I was in a corporate HQ.

Bridge

The Sydney Harbour Bridge was opened in 1932 and had beautiful period lighting, when I was a kid the the 60s, they replaced those light with strip flourishes. Ugly lights and effect. In 2019 those were replaced with LED replicas of the original design.

Ocean pool

97 years ago, the Bondi Beach lifesavers opened the Icebergs Club and pool for winter training and fitness. In the 1940s they bought in the 15B rule, it states that you have to swim 3 out of 4 Sundays a month for 5 years to get a lifetime membership. Now it’s a Sydney icon.

Tunnel

Some say it’s the smell of stale urine, other claim it’s the coloured cellophane the locals put over the fluorescent lights, for me it’s the package of heavy rail overhead, bleak urban infrastructure and threat of the dark surrounds. What attracts you to this pedestrian tunnel?

Sunrise

I’m in the bush this morning! Well not quite. The is the top of a hill called Mount Steel and on the other side of the gum trees is the Moore Park Golf Course driving range. At my back is the Sydney City skyline. A crisp dawn ahead of another warm autumn day.

Bridge

The Coat Hanger, a Sydney icon. Silhouetted against a cool autumn dawn. No politics, no trolls… just a feeling of timeless serenity.

Angles and shadows

Sydney’s Overseas Passenger Terminal at Circular Quay was opened in 1960, built to handle the surge in migration and tourism. It now receives cruise ships and houses bars and restaurants, and offers some nice angles.

Beach

A grey start at Sydney’s Manly Beach, and while this looks typical for autumn, later today it will be atypical as the forecast is to get to 33.

Dawn and ocean

A ten second exposure flattened the waves and gave the clouds an eerie look. I’m at the southern end of Bondi Beach to take in the classic colours of a Sydney autumn dawn.

Alley

Sophia Lane is in my top three old dog leg lanes. And it has the added advantage of being in Sydney’s Surry Hills, so it conjures images of the razor gangs from a century ago.

Cemetery

Sydney’s Waverley Cemetery was established in 1877, often cited as one of the most beautiful in the world. Some famous are buried here, and on a cool morning, all the gravestones turn to greet the new day.

Bridge

A perfect Sydney autumn dawn. I’m in Barangaroo Reserve looking over the Walsh Bay warehouses and on to the Harbour Bridge. Serenity and solitude.

Beach early

Daylight saving finished overnight for participating states and territory in Australia, but this little bunny’s body clock went off at stupid o’clock. This is Sydney’s Clovelly Beach on an early morning under brooding skies.

Bakery

Back to a wet Sydney early morning. The bakery is not open yet, but the baker opens the door to let a cooling breeze in. They’ll put empty bread trays on the doorstep soon to let people know is too early for a loaf.

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Clear as a bell looking across Rozelle Bay at dawn to the skyline of Sydney City. Word is showers, but it’s a lovely day so far.

Apartments

It was a clear crisp morning as I arrived at Distillery Drive in Pyrmont. It got its name from a sugar refinery that was built here in the late 1800s, molasses made here was refined into rum and sent around Sydney via the harbour metres away. Now it’s the glamorous end of town.

Alley

While part of Gadigal lands, early colonials called this area Henrietta Town or Eastern Hill. It was officially named Darlinghurst in honour of Elizabeth Darling, the popular wife of Ralph Darling, Governor of NSW, 1825-1831. This particular look stems from the early 1900s.

Dawn

The only known remains of the Macquarie-era (Governor) harbour works still in existence in Sydney Harbour is the Man O’War Steps at Farm Cove. I’m standing on the original platform, the floating jetty is not from 1810, watching beautiful autumnal dawn colours.

I've only needed to use it once so far, and took the wrong path

Bridge

31 years ago, on December 3, the Glebe Island Bridge was opened, renamed the ANZAC Bridge three years later on Remembrance Day. I remember the tedium of the quant small swing bridge it replaced.
A warmer start today, charming clouds, 128 cables greet the dawn.

Cityscape

Called Tumbalong for millennia (which translates to place to find seafood) it was named Cockle Bay by the colonial settlers because of the middens left by the Gadigal people.
These days the sparkles don’t come from oyster shells.
A lovely cool morning and a clear dawn, last swim?

War Memorial

Sydney had some wild weather last night (waiting for the post sleep report from wife and child for Opera on the Harbour), but it is still and serene now at the ANZAC Memorial and Pool of Reflection at HydePark. A blanket of cloud overhead, but benign.

Tram

It feels not only wet but cold this morning. So it wasn’t the rumble of the tram, but rather my poor attire choice giving me shivers. At the far end of Devonshire Street was an early 19C colonial burial ground, now the site of Sydney’s Central Station.

Sydney Harbour dawn

I found myself at the Balmain East Ferry Wharf at just the right time to get glow of a perfect autumn dawn.

Kayaking

It’s not the fear of bull sharks, not the chance of an unwelcome encounter with a Sydney Harbour Ferry, not even the cost of a private kayak tour…. but I’ve never paddled Woolloomooloo Bay at dawn. Not sure why.