A mini-adventure to St KIlda West
Not having been to St Kilda West for a while I took myself off there on the morning of 18 August. Getting off the tram on the Esplanade I took the bridge across marvelling at how the contractors are still managing to find things to at the end of the pier. When in Peru we marvelled at the work the Incas did cutting out huge blocks of sandstone using leather straps and water as the cutting implements. We imagined a conversation between a child and their grandfather: "What did you do in your life grandpa?" "I finished cutting out the building block my grandfather started." The St Kilda equivalent response, if the ratepayers are lucky, would be replacing 'building block' by 'work on the approaches to St Kilda Pier'. Whatever. I wandered along the shore seeing few birds (2 Australasian Grebes were the highlight) and out to the water's edge. A couple of other birders were there ... ... causing me severe lens envy. After a pleasant conversa...