Much to my dismay, the ferry to Shark Island does not run during the winter. Being a cold bleak day (by Australian standards!) I shot from the Rose Bay jetty and then skedaddled back home. I asked my daughter for permission to use some of her wedding shots.
As they boarded the water taxi for the trip back to the reception at Catalina's, the photographer captured the perfect view that Shark Island affords down the harbour. Shark Island is the closest island to the heads.
Top row: From Rose Bay jetty with 250 zoom, the day was grey as, but the harbour was riddled with boats of myriad kind. All this has been classified as park of Sydney Harbour National Park. There is a rotunda on the island plus a few other benches but that is about all.
Bottom row: Kirsten and Darren chose to marry on Shark Island as that is where they met on Valentine's Day three years earlier! The jetty on the left stretches back SW into Rose Bay itself. The point immediately behind the jetty is Point Piper and that is pretty ritzy. As they walked up to the grassy knoll, the city stretched out behind them. It was a gloriously sunny March day in 2007.
Top row: Back on the Rose Bay jetty, to the left of me I had a companion who was being pestered by gulls and as I shot photos and shivered both a taxi and a ferry siddled up to the jetty.
Bottom row: To the right of me, was the pontoons at which the Flying Boat squadron tied up. I can remember back in the early 50s when my aunt would fly from Rose Bay to Lord Howe Island for holidays. Behind the pontoons partway up the rise, is the gloriously gothic Kincoppal Sacred Heart School for Gals and on the horizon, the Dover Heights water tower.
Finally, the only other shot showing the island itself: the proud parents toast their daughter and the life-partner of her choice.