Bolte Bridge, April 2026

Monday, April 20, 2026

Having been surprised by the arrival of the big dredger, I was also surprised when it immediately disappeared again

I was about to take the rubbish down shortly after it arrived, when I noticed a little tug boat turning the dredger around. I watched for a bit but had to get on with things so took the rubbish down. When I came back, the dredger was gone. I wondered, briefly, where it had gone and then more or less forgot about it. I figured it would turn up again eventually.

The Enterprize came to play instead



I noticed, on Thursday afternoon, that it was beginning to get very dark, very early. I looked around to see why and noticed that both cats were sitting up and looking intently out the window. I looked too. And decided to shut the windows. They don't open very far but there was rain sheeting in, almost horizontally. Lindsey had not long got back to her flat after our tram adventure to Port Melbourne before the rain hit. The storm had reached East Melbourne. It was quite an intense  and short lived storm. It was also very localised, mostly around the city centre. Reservoir, which is only about 10km away, didn't get any of it.

The rain did not clean my windows (although it did wash some of the dust off).

After the storm


The weather yesterday was lovely. So I went for a walk, along the harbour and round to The District. I needed to go to the East West Supermarket and also visited Woollies while I was there. 

Glow in the dark marker buoys
outlining where the Central
Pier used to be

Pontoon boat with more marker buoys ready to
go out

Friendly neighbour

Marina

And I have found the dredger. It's over by the new tower blocks which are being built at the end of Collins/Bourke Streets


That makes sense. It did seem odd that they would go to all the trouble of bringing it into the harbour only for it to turn around and go straight out again.

I met Lindsey in The Quarterhouse for an early dinner.  She had come back from Ballarat on the train and suggested meeting for dinner. In the event she came back on an earlier train and went back to the flat but came back into town anyway. The pub was busier than I had expected it to be. It's usually fairly quiet on Sunday evenings. I had forgotten that the football season is back underway and there were matches in the stadium. Plus, it broadcasts sports events in the main bar.

We sat in a quieter, out of the way corner where it was much calmer



I was a bit surprised over the weekend to find Whiskey sitting on the cat tower. Brandy often sits on it. Whiskey - almost never.


It's a glorious morning. The sun is shining. There is no wind. The harbour is as calm as a millpond. I should consider the possibility of getting dressed and going out somewhere!

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