Upper Mt Gravatt (aka up Mt Gravatt) - 10th December The run started at Upper Mt Gravatt the suburb, then in a fit of "what the heck" it morphed into a run up Mt Gravatt. Which wouldn't be so bad except I'd already done Toowong in the pre-dawn, it was summer, I was on a narrow winding road with oh so many cars and cycles, and it was a very big hill. However, the view from the top was awesome. Victoria Point - 18th December 2017 Another pre-dawn run, and my first ever experience of a koala on the road, which scuttled away too quickly for me to get a good look. I followed the foreshore where someone had decorated the trees with Christmas decorations. I'll remember Victoria Point for the sense of community, and the peace. Wynnum - 20th December 2017 Ah, Wynnum. Many years ago we walked at Wynnum most afternoons, and on Sundays I would run from home to Wynnum to see the sunrise. But a house move that saw us move closer to the shore also stopped our trips to Wynnum. I don't know why. Another early morning run, and I promised myself I'd be back. Expo 88 site to XXXX brewery - 23rd December 2017 X proved to be challenging but a little bit of creative thinking gifted me a run I had done before, but not for a long time. It started at Southbank, the former home of Expo 88, where I spent a fair amount of time in my last year at Uni, took me over the Go-Between Bridge for the first time and over to the XXXX brewery, where Paddy Fitzgerald still adorns the walls of the brewery. This run was a trip down memory lane - of Brisbane half marathons and walking home to Toowong from Expo. So much change, yet some things are still the same Yeronga to Yerongpilly - 24th December 2017 It was a beautiful calm day for my next to last run on the A-Z run of Brisbane and I spent another glorious day on the River. There were streets I'd never been on, a new tennis centre, the old power station was now redeveloped, and best of all, a riverside park full of teddy bears wearing reindeer ears, draped with tinsel. Really? Yes really. Zillmere - 24th December 2017
In 1965/66 my parents ran a petrol station called the Zillmere Star, and so for the final run in my year long odyssey, I set off armed with an old photo to see if it was still standing. And it was. The building is exactly the same, repainted and rebranded, but exactly the same. I wondered what my parents, both long gone, would think of that. On the way back I found the Zillman waterholes, and marvelled at the diversity and beauty that is all around us in this city I've always called home. I was sad to say goodbye to the A-Z run, and I think perhaps I haven't really said my final farewells. A good friend suggested I do a sequential one way run from A to B to C to D and see if I could continue through the whole alphabet. Let me get my map... Comments are closed.
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