Still Winds the Track, Still Sets the Sun
The last rays of peri-solstice evening sunlight catch the tree tops as a walker and cyclists pass on a gravel track.
This shot was taken on the Artists' Trail, a section of the Main Yarra Trail in Melbourne. At intervals there are reproductions of famous examples of nineteenth century artworks from the Australian version of Impressionism practised by the "Heidelberg School", named after a region now a suburb, but then bush and farming country where the artists set up a colony. The copies are placed near to where the paintings were (at least notionally) made. This shot was taken a little south of one of the best known of these paintings, 'Still Glides the Stream' (see image in comment below, and for a closer view, my previous stream photo).
Melbourne has around 2000km of bike trails. Most of these are shared footways and, being dictated by geography rather than demography, they meander a lot. So unless you are lucky in where you live, they support recreation somewhat better than commuting.
Since the age of eleven, I have cycled on and off for over six times that interval, and I have done this track probably hundreds of times, but I never get sick of it.
Still Winds the Track, Still Sets the Sun
The last rays of peri-solstice evening sunlight catch the tree tops as a walker and cyclists pass on a gravel track.
This shot was taken on the Artists' Trail, a section of the Main Yarra Trail in Melbourne. At intervals there are reproductions of famous examples of nineteenth century artworks from the Australian version of Impressionism practised by the "Heidelberg School", named after a region now a suburb, but then bush and farming country where the artists set up a colony. The copies are placed near to where the paintings were (at least notionally) made. This shot was taken a little south of one of the best known of these paintings, 'Still Glides the Stream' (see image in comment below, and for a closer view, my previous stream photo).
Melbourne has around 2000km of bike trails. Most of these are shared footways and, being dictated by geography rather than demography, they meander a lot. So unless you are lucky in where you live, they support recreation somewhat better than commuting.
Since the age of eleven, I have cycled on and off for over six times that interval, and I have done this track probably hundreds of times, but I never get sick of it.