In March I left the sleet torn skies of Ireland to find myself in Sydney Harbour
with its striking juxtaposition of colonial buildings and modern architecture
I immediately stumbled upon Munn’s Slipway
which is a stone shoreline designed to reflect a 1820s industrial slipway found during an archeological dig
made from beautiful pink and orange banded sandstone
The goal of DSWAA is to survey these walls & legislate for their protection – a massive undertaking but one which they are well placed to see through, given the academic status of core members.
I caught a train to Wagga Wagga – a place which has retained its Aboriginal name meaning ‘lots of crows.’
We did some stone work together – tough work in the heat!
Below is one of Wayne’s schist walls at his stone yard.
I didn’t have time to visit these seriously ancient and sacred dry stone fish traps built by the indigenous people of Australia
In a whole wonderous league of its own is Australian wildlife. Behold the tawny frog mouth owl.
But in a wildlife park in the Yarra region I found this little shelter – a Gunyah – made from the bark of the eucalyptus tree.
An information plaque states this shocking fact:
” In Victoria by the 1860s only 2000 Aboriginal people remained from a population of 60,000…”
Meet Barak – leader of the Wunundjeri people – who said:
‘Yarra is my father’s country. Me no leave it, Yarra my fathers country.’
Puts me in mind of this character – Aodh Ruadh Ó Domhnaill – and of the continual waves of invasion which plague our world
Australia – a terrain so incredibly vast – impossible for indigenous people to have held more than a very fragile foot hold
Then back home – just in time for a very special Easter Sunday.