The lure of a spirit

The Bay Trail from St Kilda to Port Melbourne was about a five kilometre trip one way. I stepped on to the trail somewhere at the midpoint and usually turned south, but that day I headed in the opposite direction. Far in the distance sat the Spirit of Tasmania and I had this urge for ages to walk right to the pier.

Port Melbourne Beach
Port Melbourne Beach near the terminal

This was one of the passenger liners that travelled across Bass Straight every day. Having taken the journey years back, I was drawn to this destination like spectators to a fight.

Port Melbourne
A vague outline of the city from Port Melbourne Beach

On the twenty-five degree day, people biked or walked, lapping up the final autumn days before Melbourne’s unpredictable weather set in.

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