

I have a self contained house, the furtherest from just everyone… Camp Exile… Gorgeous… One must walk through a smidgen of bush to get to it, at the end of the path, amidst cactus trees of vast proportions.
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I have a self contained house, the furtherest from just everyone… Camp Exile… Gorgeous… One must walk through a smidgen of bush to get to it, at the end of the path, amidst cactus trees of vast proportions.
Tags: ithala06
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Hey, minus the rocks and cactus it looks quite like the savanah of Melbourne’s Royal Park and zoo 🙂
Speaking of which. Commuting on bicycle through there last week, running late for work (one eye on the GPS trip computer top score, the other on pedestrians and trams) I suddenly came upon Royal Park Zoo train station road blockade with police and Commonwealth Games personnel standing by the fences. Huh? No way was I turning back late cranky city office gear hurtling downhill on a red bike… in a split second I saw on the road some athletic African men in fancy lycra approaching on bike on the road… so I jumped the kerb and joined their party in order to pass… while the crowds cheered from the barricade I overtook these handsome athletic African men on bikes, with the sounds of “Oi! (get off the track)” and “Go go go” I overtook them (they must have been on triathlon or something, riding conservatively) and passed them.
Moments later, still peddling as fast as possible up the slight hill beside the zoo, a single monkey howling laughing cracked the crisp morning air.
Another morning in Melbourne.
amazed that you were able to ride alongside the runners…
and yes, it smells very much like a zoo, or rather a zoon smells much like nature ought to smell when one lives amongst wildlife.