The Same But Different

Running around West basin would expect the same as any other run around West Basin.

But it isn't and today it wasn't the same. It never is, there's always something different.

It was a Saturday morning and there were plenty of cyclists, other runners were about, individually and in groups, walkers in groups from Dunrossil drive, some with dogs, mostly on leads, people with prams just visiting the lake with their young.

And today there were the mother ducks with their little ducklings, some being photographed, other ducks in groups near the ferry terminal.

Even the very stong winds didn't really retract from another great day, although it was hard running into it near the Carillon, but the sounds of music from the Carillon, took attention away from the wind. The lakeshore waves were just breaking over the lake wall.

Floriade viitors were just starting to arrive, plenty of parking was available near the ferry terminal.

Back home in time for lunch, and the AFL Grand Final this afternoon.

What a good start for the long weekend.

Until Next Time