Ok, another anecdote with a mediocre image. I guess inferior pictures can be accompanied by anecdotes rendering them into illustrations. A close friend of mine (who runs this blog) was urging me to write more anecdotal stuff, so here you go mate!
A couple of days ago I drove out to Captains Flat, an old miner’s town south of Canberra. I’ve been meaning to get out there past sunset since nailing my driver’s license. The town is built in a valley adjacent to a copper mine which used to provide work for the entire community. In the late 1960s (?) the mine was closed down. The mining also heavily polluted the river which caused an even greater exodus.
So there I was alone with my car jumping a fence and walking around the old mine site. The sun had almost set and the hills were pregnant with the back light of the last rays. The sound of dogs barking echoed between blocks of pine plantation surrounding the site, under power-lines some dazed kangaroos were looking at me. I investigated the remnants of a building amongst the pines. To my relief the barking had died out. I wanted to take a photo of the kangaroos when I saw a black dog wandering through the pines a little over hundred meters away from me. It hadn’t spotted or smelled me, I felt the adrenaline rushing through my veins as I looked for a stick just in case… Slowly I started moving away from the spot, I swapped the stick for heavy steel rod. With my heart still racing I turned around and took this picture. The whole place was charged with a dense, almost suffocating atmosphere. I can’t wait to go back.