U for Under the Bridge

On Friday 13th March we planned to meet our friends at King Street Wharf number 3 and board the MV Bennelong for a Naval Historical Society Cruise of Port Jackson, west of the Sydney Harbour Bridge. This was first discussed and booked well before my diagnosis but was to happen three weeks after my last chemo so I hoped I would be well enough to enjoy it.

Naval Cruise of Port Jackson west of the Sydney Harbour Bridge

Unfortunately, one of our friends was ill and his wife came alone, understandably disappointed with having to do so. We were soon settled in the main cabin with a huge crowd of people, a screen in front of us and a couple of volunteers narrating.  I grew increasingly uncomfortable as I considered the stuffy air I was breathing, so when the announcement was made for morning coffee and masses of people headed for the tables, I escaped to the top deck.  Here the air was fresh and the view was spectacular. 

Trapped in a stuffy cabin

The tour visited four islands and HMAS Waterhen.  After leaving Barangaroo we passed Goat Island. In 1831 a quarry was established here to supply sandstone for the Sydney settlement. Convicts were housed on the island to mine the sandstone. In 1839 storerooms were built on the island to house gunpowder. 

Specially vented store rooms were built by the convicts to house naval and general gunpowder Photo from Naval Historical Society of Australia

As we approached Balls Head we were told the cliff face was once a quarry which was opened in 1940 to rebuild a graving dock at Garden Island. I couldn’t take a photo because I was still trapped on the downstairs deck.

A graving dock is a permanent, reinforced concrete basin built at the edge of a waterway used to construct, repair, or maintain ships below the waterline. It operates by flooding the dock to float a vessel in, sealing it with a watertight gate, and pumping out the water to leave the ship supported on keel blocks.

We sailed on to HMAS Waterhen which had once been the name of a ship but in 1962 was established as a support base for six mine sweepers. Waterhen is now the Navy’s lead establishment for mine warfare. The base is occupied by professional sailors and home to mine countermeasure equipment and technology.

We circumnavigated Cockatoo Island which became a convict prison in 1839.  The Fitzroy Dock was built by convicts and completed in 1857.  The dockyards were the home of ship building, with the last ship, HMAS Success, completed in 1984.  It closed in 1992, the last project being the refit of the submarine HMAS Orion. 

Cockatoo Dockyards

Aeroplanes were also designed and built here between 1929 and 1934, including for Charles Kingsford Smith, who is famous for completing the first transatlantic flight from the USA to Australia in 1928. Two of the cranes on Cockatoo Island have been restored and operate for public viewing.  The rest have disappeared or are unused.

A working crane with glamping tents on the left hand side

Rows of Glamping Tents overlooked the water.  We had planned to stay here with friends a little over a year ago but contracted Covid the day before we were to go.  At least today’s excursion on the water was happening and nothing prevented us from enjoying it.

Glamping tents on Cockatoo Island

A small island named Dawes Island and renamed Spectacle because of its similarity to a pair of opera glasses captured our imaginations as it is for sale by the Navy.  A number of historic buildings cover the small densely built island where spoil from the old Balmain Coalmine enlarged it considerably. Buildings include the magazine, built 1856, cooperage, barracks, residence and a railway line. The island is the oldest naval explosives manufacturing and storage complex in Australia. Originally built to store gunpowder, the complex was converted to store naval munitions in 1893.  It was used for shell filling in WW1, making small calibre ammunition in WW2 but has not been active since then except for storage. Until recently it housed the Naval Repository, a collection of relics and artefacts and was open for inspection but we were told that everything has been moved to another location and the island is waiting for a new owner.

Spectacle Island

A friend of mine suggested that a number of us from our aqua group should buy it and turn it into a retirement resort for ourselves. 

 “Only if it has a helicopter for hospital visits,” said I, thinking of all those trips to hospital I have made in the last few months.

The smallest harbour island is Snapper Island.  As it was so small it was rarely visited although in WW1 it was used to store ship’s parts. In the 1930s the island was levelled and made into a ship shape with mining spoil.  It became a base for training sea cadets but in WW2 it was used by the US Military and the Royal Navy. It returned to the Sea Cadets until the 1960s.  A friend of mine told me she went there to a Scout Camp with her son in the 1980s and would prefer to forget the experience.

Snapper Island

As we returned to Barangaroo we passed Mort Bay where Sydney’s first graving dock was built in 1855. During WW2 14 Bathurst Class Minesweepers and 4 River Class Frigates were built here. There were shipyards at what is now Pyrmont, Barangaroo and Darling Harbour.  These places are now home to offices, restaurants and high-rise accommodation.

Heading back to Barangaroo

So ended our day on western Sydney Harbour.  We considered visiting the Maritime Museum at Darling Harbour but I was flagging and looking forward to a rest at the hotel so we walked the 1.5 kilometres back.

We thought we would eat at one of the many restaurants near the hotel but forgot it was a Friday night.  At 6.30 pm there were long queues of people outside most of the eateries.  Still very conscious of people and germs I wasn’t keen to join them.  Just near our hotel we found two spare seats in an Indonesian Restaurant called  D’Penyetz & D’Cendol  (a chain with over 100 outlets worldwide) where we were relieved to sit and eat tasty food.

Just so you can see how the other half lives here is a fantastical waterfront house.

Imagine cleaning all those windows!

T for Travelling Onwards

The Sydney Harbour Cruise had been planned for six months, well before my diagnosis, so I had wondered if I would actually make it.  My granddaughter Cordelia* was having a birthday the day before and I was keen to give her the bracelet and book of stories on the actual day so it combined nicely with our other plans.

Fortunately, I felt better on Thursday, March 12 than I had previously so I was excited at the prospect of staying in a hotel, eating out, meeting up with family and going on a harbour cruise with friends.  I had waited a long time to escape from my prison so when the Uber arrived at my front door I couldn’t believe it was really happening. As a precaution on the train I wore my super-efficient mask which was suffocating to say the least. The hour and a half train trip flew by, we changed at Central for Town Hall and then wheeled our luggage to Rydges, Darling Square.

The room was ready so we gratefully dropped off our bags and examined the view.  It was of a plain, walled courtyard with a table and two chairs, not over inviting but very private.

After coffee and chicken burritos at a nearby cafe we began a long walk to Darling Harbour.  The area has changed so much over the last few years with new high-rise buildings promising expensive accommodation for the lucky ones.  My legs were protesting trying to keep up with John.

A rest and nap back in the room was essential, followed by a shower and dressing for dinner. We decided to walk again so my legs have really had a workout. It was about 1.5 kilometres down Sussex Street and then along the waterfront before we reached the Lotus restaurant.

Juliet and Sebastian arrived first, followed by Duncan*, Juliet’s husband, who, because he had a cold, sat at the other end of the table from me. Cordelia was late from her drama class but arrived in time to open her present before the food arrived. The instructions were as follows.

  1. Open the card
  2. Open the large parcel
  3. Open the small parcel
  4. Continue the tradition

Juliet promised to keep watch over the bracelet and Cordelia eagerly scanned the book, promising to read it properly later.  The meal was a banquet so no thinking was required and it was quite delicious. Feeling decadent I ordered a mocktail which was small and expensive but what did it matter.  I was free!

Enjoying a mocktail wearing a wig

Always ready for a new experience I followed the others next door to Yo Chi where the formula is to choose ice cream and toppings (fresh fruit and/or lollies) and then have whole thing weighed.  In the interests of economy and good health, John and I shared a dish. We were surprised to hear Cordelia and Sebastian singing a song together at the piano.  Apparently on Thursday anyone who is brave enough to sing for their icecream gets it for free!

As we strolled to the Barangaroo Metro Station we passed an amazing sight.  Rows of people were lying on mattresses watching an outdoor movie. It was the premises of “Move’in Bed”.

Set on 280 tonnes of pristine white sand, this one‑of‑a‑kind event lets you watch hit movies from the cosy comfort of 150 cloud‑like queen-sized beds, all positioned in front of Australia’s largest outdoor cinema screen.

It was my first trip on the new Metro but after only two stops we bid farewell to the family and left the train at Gadigal.  A short walk and we were back at the hotel.  So far so good.  Everything was running like clockwork and I was tired but feeling almost normal.

  • Not his real name