Monday, May 01, 2006

The Esplanade

(Random walkies)

Fucking hell. The one day you don't back up your post as you work is the day you get a fucking crash. Don't go to sex-pistols.net. It fucking crashed me. Which is pretty appropriate for a Pistols site come to think of it.

Was going to get back to my every-street walkies this morning. But then I thought Stuff it and went to the beach instead. The Esplanade is a road running along the beach from Umina to Ettalong. I started at the Ocean Beach SLSC (Surf Life Savers Club) at Umina and walked round to the pie shop at Ettalong. Nice day for it. Warm but not hot, very faint breeze, front of grey cloud coming in from the south-east but clear over the Coast while I walked.

Box Head & Barrenjoey Head from Ocean Beach Umina
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The entrance to Broken Bay. Box Head on the left, Barrenjoey on the right with the lighthouse.

The Esplanade Umina
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They've trimmed those whatchamacallit trees since I was here last I think. The house looked quite gloomy before. I'm not loving the seventies fence but regular readers know I hate all that is seventies. Except some of the music. The Pistols of course and the Master's Apprentices.

The Esplanade Ettalong
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The extension at the back's pretty much dobled the size of the house.

The Esplanade Ettalong
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Right across the road from the beach. No prizes for guessing surfies live here.

The Esplanade Ettalong
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Corner of Barrenjoey Road. Fifties with maybe sixties windows. Or it could've been the whole thing was built in the sixties with a flat roof. Hard to say. Whatever era it is, that roof'd be a good spot for a fag and a cuppa tea on a sunny winter morning.

The Esplanade Ettalong
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Last chance to see by the look of it. For sale and that chimney has a dangerous lean so I'm thinking it'll go under the dozer.

The Esplanade Ettalong
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Won't have much trouble filling these holiday rentals. Dunno about the name though. Santorini's a volcanic island in the Aegean Sea. I can see the whole Greek island influence thing but you wouldn't say 'safe as houses' on Santorini.

Box Head from Ocean Beach Ettalong
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I like Box Head. Very restful to look at. Took another angle on it last year.

Ettalong Beach to Wagstaffe from Ettalong Beach
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From the seats opposite Half Tide Rocks. The large white building on the left is The Excrescence. To its left, on the edge of the photo, is the tea tree grove.

Sat there for a bit listening to the waves quietly lapping on the sand. The Palm Beach ferry swung in close to the Ettalong side as it came round the green buoys between Half Tide Rocks and Ettalong. It disappeared round the corner into Hardys Bay and was there so long I thought it'd run aground. I could see the passengers waiting on the wharf over at Ferry Road in Ettalong and eventually it nosed its way across to them.

I was ravenous by then and went off for a pie. Some bloke near the memorial barbie tried to crack onto me but he'd just tried to crack onto a dog so I wasn't terribly flattered.

Alive

Might've been on the news overseas. Two Tasmanian miners have just been found alive after 5 days trapped a kilometre down by a rock fall. Lucky bastards. We were expecting to see their bodies brought up under tarps. Good to hear they survived.

9 comments:

Inexplicable DeVice said...

I wanna go to Broken Bay. It looks divine!

Can I? Can I? Pleeeease....

Jimmy Little said...

My memory says the flats on the corner of Barrenjoey Road up there were built in the 60's (maybe mid-to-late 60's?) — they caused quite a fuss at the time if I remember correctly because they were so, well, big, and well, like Sydney or something. I actually knew someone who lived in one of the middle-storey flats there in the early 70's. Not a terrible place to live, apparently, but not my cuppa tea really.

jungle jane said...

Holy shit my old neighbourhood - i just moved from Terrigal. I know many of those pictures...it made me want to eat a melting icecream on the beach...

Spike said...

Device dear - Only if you take the Host a nice hot something in the mornings for a month. Bring your swimmers and flail about helplessly in the water. Some of the lifesavers are yummy.

Jimmy - Don't remember any flats on the Barrenjoey corner but there's a block of sixties flats opposite the lot above. Will keep my eyes peeled.

Know what you mean about flats being a bit Sydney. Not really a Coast sorta thing really.

This week's local rag informs me that the Council is making plans for "average town centre building heights of four storeys in Umina, five storeys in Ettalong and six storeys in Woy Woy" to accommodate "up to 7500 additional people". That'll cause alarm and dissent.

Jane - Welcome and hello. I recommend a chocolate Paddle Pop or one of those ones with a smarmy koala on the packet. Just the right level of melt.

Spike said...

Hang on. Jimmy, you mean the flats in the photo with the pines not the Bourke Road ones.

*caffeinating*

Okay. Yes. Definitely would've caused a fuss at the time.

Was the bus depot behind them when they were built?

Jimmy Little said...

Yeah, *those* flats :-). A big deal when they went up. I remember my parents (I was a kid) talking disdainfully about how Ocean Beach and Umina would soon be just like Manly. Humph. And yes, Richter Bros. Bus Service had the bus depot out the back -- I think it had been there forever even by the 1960's.

Anonymous said...

used to go to school on Mr Richters white buses with the black stripe..yup kind of remeber the flats going up..Umina used to be waaaaaaay down the other end..most was called OCean Beach..clubbies up the OB end..OBSA guys down the south end..circus used to come now and then on the corner across the road fromthe OB pub when it was vacant lot

Anonymous said...

Used to fish for flathead in line with those flats, also knew a girl who lived with her father in one of the flats.That was around 1963.

Anonymous said...

appears Used to fish for flathead in line with those flats, also knew a girl who lived with her father in one of the flats.That was around 1963.