I took the bus to East Point Reserve this morning; it required a bit of a walk. The morning that started off cool was warming up. After a while, it was scorching in the sun. I decided that I didn’t need to walk around the reserve too much; it would have been better as a bike-riding trip.
I traced my steps back to the Fannie Bay Gaol which was the city’s penitentiary for nearly a 100 years until it closed in the 1970s. My superficial interest meant that I didn’t have to stay very long and I bused back to the hostel for lunch.
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- Near East Point Reserve.
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- I didn’t see any wallabies at East Point Reserve.
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- This whole stretch is East Point Reserve; it is a very big park.