Walking away from the ferry wharf, the pedestrian promenade to the beach is called The Corso. On a Sunday morning in a Sydney winter, the benches were empty.
The children’s playground had a few climbing on the equipment.
Fountains emerging from the sidewalk would be more popular if more children were around.
After a short stroll, we arrived at Manly Beach, which faces northeast into the Tasman Sea.
Our sons, feeling the effects of jet lag, were happy to sit on the step and look out to the sea.
A hardy group of surfers dressed in wet suits were patient waiting for big waves. Continue reading “2009/07/05 Manly, North Head, Manly Ferry, King’s Cross“