Wednesday 23 February 2011: Water and ground in their extremity
Jaysusmaryandjospeph! I'm wrecked! Son number 1 whisked me off for yet another mega walk today - that's three in three days! Today we walked down to the end of the peninsula to the lighthouse. It's only about four kilometres but it's rugged - clambering up rocky bits, squelching through bog, scrambling through gorse and then millions of steps down and up to the lighthouse. Annoyingly we spotted two other people, then we had the wilderness to ourselves, and a few sheep. You always get plenty of weather here too - w e had mist, sunshine and lots of wind. Two crunchie biscuits (very good) and an apple and I was slightly revived.
We're shortly off to an early viewing of The Fighter, followed by a pizza. Life in the fast lane! Apologies for lack of comments but will have a good catch up tomorrow night. 'Beautiful Kate' rather bleak and not a good advert for southern Australia, but an interesting film.
I'll leave you with a bit of Seamus Heaney:
When you have nothing more to say, just drive
For a day all round the Peninsula
The sky is tall as over a runway,
The land without marks so you will not arrive
But pass through, though always skirting landfall.
At dusk, horizons drink down sea and hill,
The ploughed field swallows the whitewashed gable
And you're in the dark again. Now recall
The glazed foreshore and silhouetted log
This rock where breakers shredded into rags
the leggy birds stilted on their own legs,
islands riding themselves out into the fog
And drive back homer, still with nothing to say
Except that now you will uncode all landscapes
by this; thing founded clean on their own shapes,
Water and ground in their extremity.