The dark before the dawn: the beginning of a great obsession!

As part of the blog writing course that I am currently undertaking, I must write a review. So I thought I would review Lake Burley Griffin; what started me paddling; and the head space that it provides me on a daily basis.

Last August I was in the third stage of an intensive three month blast of chemotherapy.
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A different perspective

It was minus 5 that morning; you know its cold when the water freezes and turns to ice on your kayak hatch. I remember it well, the lake was covered in fog, the water was like a sheet of glass and then suddenly the fog cleared and the morning sun burst through long enough for me to race over underneath the Commonwealth Avenue Bridge to snap this shot.

Minutes later the lake was engulfed again.

First day of spring on LBG (Meeting fellow LBG enthusiast)

During my morning paddle on Lake Burley Griffin I crossed paths with a fellow paddler, or maybe I should say ‘sculler.’

It was an amazing morning. When I woke at 5.00pm I looked out the window and quickly noticed the huge moon sitting pride of place in the morning sky. I hastily made my way down to the lake to try and capture the full moon reflecting on the capitals landmarks.
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