Marino to Hallett Cove ... cafe to cafe! Got your hiking shoes on?

The Marino Rocks Cafe marks the end of the section of the coastal trail heading back to Seacliff --
the other end of this segment begins at the Kingston caravan park.

The view from Marino, looking north towards Brighton

A boadwalk follows the clifftop -- a safe way to view the dramatic cliffs at Marino and Hallett Cove.

The rocks here are ancient -- some of the oldest in the world...

...and great for fishing!

Neat little platform areas are set up with benches to rest your weary legs...

You can walk from Seacliff to far beyond Hallett Cove, but it's a looong walk with a lot of climbing.

Stop along the way for a picnic, and you'll have company! Crows abound, and it seems pie-and-chips
must be their natural food. Uh, right.

Just so you know where you are...

In many places, steps lead up and down to the rocks or beach below. Got your climbing shoes on?!

The walks and climbs are rewarded by spectacular views -- ancient cliffs.

Ocean views and brilliant wildflowers. Before you start scrambling around --

Danger of falling on your head. No, really? I'm amazed.

Watch out for wildflowers, and honey bees hard at work in the sea air...

The trail goes on and on, far south of Hallett Cove, but here's where it comes out -- 

At Hallett Cove Conservation Park, which is our destination today.

You're right under the international flight path. Qantas and Cathay Pacific will be overhead --

-- and contrails cross, where flightpaths intersect. Separated by a lot of altitude, of course.

Hallett Cove Conservation Park is criss-crossed by boardwalks. 

Plentiful information boards tell the story ... see the shots below at full size, they're perfectly readable.

Stepways lead from the beach-level areas up to the clifftop for a closeup look...

Very ancient, constantly changing geology at Hallett Cove.

Hallett Cove Conservation Park offers a great workout for your legs, too!

Along the trail, watch out for lizards. Relax! They're totally harmless. And cute.

Opposite the ancient cliff formations is Hallett Cove itself, complete with fishing boats...

...and fishermen angling right off the rocks at low tide. Before you start rock hopping -- put your shoes on...

You don't want to step on a blue ringed octopus in bare feet. Shoes, right? Right.

Hallett Cove's beach is not the best in the world for walking on. It fact, it's rough on the ankles!

But the view from the beach back up to the cliffs is really superb...

A wide shot of the whole of Hallett Cove, from fishing boats to beach to suburb.

A tiny part of the suburb of Hallett Cove. What a place to live!

The Boat Shed cafe stands right at the entrance to the Hallett Cove Conservation Park. Coffee, anyone?

June 5th, 2016, and our detour to the beach takes us from Brighton and Seacliff then down to Marino and Hallett Cove -- all a little way north of where we live, but close enough to be at the further point in fifteen minutes or so, on the new expressway (which connects the southern suburbs with downtown, if you stay on it the whole way).

You can actually hike from Port Adelaide to Sellicks Beach ... which would be a marathon indeed. A lot of the way, you'd be on esplanades, like those at Brighton and Seacliff, and some of the time you're on coastal trails and boardwalks, such as those you see above. On a blue-sky day its a lovely place to walk, and if your legs are up to it, you can make it up and down to the beach in numerous places. These are great shores for rock fishing -- and you'll usually see fishing boats out, often scores of them, if something is "running."

Or you could be here for the geology. Hallett Cove has some of the most ancient rocks in the world, and you get closeup views from the boardwalks, even before you reach Hallett Cove Conservation Park itself, where information boards tell the story of the region's geological history. With the Boat Shed cafe right on the park's gateway, you could spend all day here ... give your legs a great workout, for sure!

The images in this post were actually gathered over several trips and several years. We've done the boardwalk, but on June 5th we were short of time (we were really on our way to the stores!), so we drove from Marino to Hallett Cove. We walked in from the Boat Shed, through the park and back back along the beach ... and Hallett Cove beach isn't the greatest beach in the world to walk. It's all loose rocks and soft sand, tough on your ankles. However, the views from the beach are spectacular -- and there's a very nice cafe at the end of it ... if you can make it up a very long, very steep ramp! We did.

See Brighton and Seacliff here.

Alaska Memories: four seasons in one post

Summer in Alaska ... is there any more beautiful place in the world? I fell in love with it in a heartbeat --

-- and the way to explore the Great Land is by road. This Pontiac Sunfire did a lot a miles!

Alaska is a land of many rivers, spanned by bridges of every design imaginable, and right beside this one --

The Fur Shack, Alaskrafts, Northern Treasures. Dave is in the shot here ... look for the great legs, at right!

Summer in the Alaskan interior is a home for migratory birds. These are a kind of crane, which stops to graze
at Creamers Field, right outside Fairbanks...

A summer shower falls over the hills behind Creamers Field while --

birds flock overhead, headed from one feeding ground to the next...

Creamers Field was once a dairy -- duh -- but the facilities were long abandoned when these shots were
taken. In fact, it was already a State Migratory Waterfowl Refuge...

-- and today Creamers Field attracts campers, hikers, bird watchers from all over the world.
In fact, try this: http://www.creamersfield.org/

Nice lens flare here, if I do say so myself! The trick? Umm ... breathe on the lens. Honestly.

Summertime brings Alaska alive. You might not guess it, just glancing at this shot, but this is
Lake Hood -- attached to Anchorage Airport, and it's the busiest float plane facility in the world. 

Dozens of float plane flights leave or arrive on Lake Hood every hour throughout summer...

Calm waters, the Chugach Mountains for a backdrop, a blue sky day --
what more could you ask for?

The  heavy drone of big prop engines is a constant companion in Alaska in all seasons... this is a
Rust's Flying Service flight arriving home in 1998. Rust are still flying in 2014...

Many planes belong to private pilots and are parked, or moored, right there on the shores of Lake Hood...

The Chugach looks serene and pretty on a summer's morning...

...but looks are deceiving. The weather can change on a dime, and as often as not an Alaskan summer
will do this to you...

It's so dim, you're shooting 400 film at 10:30 in the morning! Cloud hangs low on the mountains
behind the Anchorage Airport light airplane field... 

Yep, it's been raining. It'll be raining again before long, and it's so humid, it feels almost hot,
even though it's only about 48 degrees Fahrenheit on this (!) summer morning. 

There's a sign there somewhere: give way to planes. A float plane heads for Lake Hood to depart --

-- and with rain impending, the photographer also departs ... to the terminal building. Starbucks. Coffee. Yeah.
But summer isn't always so grim in Alaska -- it can just as easily look like this:

There are at least two Summit Lakes in Alaska (and at least one more in BC). This is the Summit Lake
at Moose Pass, in glorious weather. 

Summit Lake at Moose Pass ... not quite visible at the resolution of this image
are the canoes for hire, on the opposite shore of the lake.

Somewhere at Moose Pass is a restaurant that makes the most fantastic burgers ...
Make the most of summer's long hours of daylight --

Welcome to beautiful downtown Talkeetna.
Dave's snapshot of Jade ... why is there a Canadian flag in the barrow?
Probably, there's a Canadian mountain climbing team in town.

And speaking of Summit Lake -- here's the one near Paxon, much further north.

The weather was changing as these images were captured. These
photos have been heavily "tweaked" to make them bright and
colorful. Later this same day, it bucketed down...

...and the rain kept falling. The creeks and lakes on the Chena Hot Springs Road were brimming; many overflowed...

With Chena Hot Springs Road about a foot underwater, Dave said to me, "Hop out of the car. I'll drive on,
turn around and speed through this coming back -- get pictures!" Pontiac Sunfire pluming water.

Chena Hot springs retort itself ... and you'll notice the flooding in the foreground!

And here is the hot spring itself ... boiling hot ... with a storm front coming in right behind the spa --

Dave soaks in the hot mineral waters: Chena Hot springs, Alaska.
Make the most of it, because fall is so close, you can taste it, and...

Fairbanks fall colors. Before you know it, the hills turn to a fantasy of elven gold.

Everywhere you look, every hillside, is gold -- for a brief handful of days: Fairbanks autumn, 1999.

The trail beckons the unwary traveler into an enchanted forest... Tolkien would have liked this.

Fairbanks fall colors don't last very long. When they happen, grab the cameras and run! Because --

The end of summer announces itself early with "termination dust" on the high slopes: early snow that can
fall even in July, and one day it sticks, and then there's more of it, and even more, and...

Suddenly the fall colors are gone and the birch looks naked...

Winter isn't far away: time to break out the warm clothes, because...

Alaska winter scenes ... the world looks so pretty --

Everything looks like a Christmas card! But winter is settling in,
and in Fairbanks it'll stay a long, long time.

The silence is profound. As an Australian, Jade had never heard (not heard?) anything like it. Dave remained
unimpressed and wondered what in the world she was taking pictures of. "The snow, dear." Hunh?!

Dave continues to look unimpressed -- watching the dog races start in downtown Fairbanks -- and
by now, this is March. Spring! You wouldn't know it, to look at the picture, but this is March.

Fairbanks dog mushing action. It all happens in March, before breakup can spoil the snow conditions...

Dog mushing is a national pastime in Fairbanks. On the many trails through the hills and woods,
hikers and cyclists must pull over and "give way to dog teams." Posted signs insist on it.

It's very cold -- or an Aussie thought so! -- but the snow conditions are perfect for mushing...
now, those are some happy dogs.

Fairbanks dog mushing pictures -- as rescued after 15 years! These pictures have been scanned and
enhanced to fix the spoiled colors, and painted to remove a lot of surface damage. Nice!

Like a scene from Snow Dogs, right? A blue sky day, perfect snow ... a little traveling music, please!

The captions on the images tell the whole story, so I'm not going to write too much here. It's been a lot of fun scanning these images, but there was a heck of a lot of work to be done to save them. They're anything up to 17 years old now, and many more are sitting in a box going redder with each passing month. If there was ever a rationalization for switching to digital, this is it!

Back soon with more, when I've run the scanner again.