Go away

nothing to see here. this is an ex-parrotblog.

there is a slim possibillity of another donut travel blog later this year. but, don't count on it.

now go away.

oh, alright. here's a picture of tasmania.



this blog is officially closed. the pieces may be dismembered for future use.

An ex-Parrot?

No, not a Norwegian Parrot, but some green thing in Kings Park, Perth.

This is my first test BloggerBot picture.

Footy

Aussie's like their footy, be it League (NSW and Queensland), Union (NSW) or Rules (Victoria and South Aus).



Freemantle Oval, where South Freemantle and Freemantle Football Clubs play. Here it's kids playing.



Outside the MCG, there's the classic footy pose of great Ron Barassi.

Aussie Rivers

A collection of river pics from Australia.



The beautiful Swan from Nedlands, Perth suburb.



Out in the bush (or maybe on the way to the bush), the Avon river near York. The Avon was the first white inland settlement in Western Australia. Now a farming area. With drought conditions prevalent for the last decade, the area is now on a knife edge.



Tasmania's Derwent river which winds from the highlands to Hobart. This picture is at the bottom of the Tarraleah power station part of Tassie's hydroelectric combine. Hydro has long been a big environmental issue in Tassie. That and loggging first growth forests.



The Franklin, a tributary of the Gordon, Tassie's last remaining wild river (well, a bit of it is).



The aforementioned Gordon. You can take a short cruise up part of the river as it spills into MacQaurie Harbour, Tassie's only natural harbour on the west coast.



Back in Melbourne, here's the Yarra. This part of the river path on the Yarra in Richmond recently suffered a landslip. Australia fighting hard against man.

Cheers!

Readers of I am a Donut will know I'm partial to a margherita or two. En route to Oz, there was a 12 hour lay over in Singapore.



What do you do in Singapore? Shop? Na! Rover cruise? Nope. Nighttime safari? Past my bed time.



No, you go to Raffles Long Bar for an overpriced Singapore Sling. A bit sweet, but the nuts were good. And, the Tiger Beers afterwards revived the taste buds.

Twelve Apostles

At the "end" of the Great Ocean Road stand the Twelve Apostles, a dozen or less sea stacks.

Like Stonehenge, in order to control the crowds, the authorities have built a new car park on the opposite side of the road with a sterile visitor centre and tunnel under the main road.

Still, it remains an iconic site.

The wind blew, the spring showers scudded along. The stacks stood there defiant.

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