While walking back to the car after eating lunch about half a dozen cop cars, fire engines, and ambulances went screaming past. So, as I do, I chased them ;) Based on the only witness at the scene, a 16-year-old girl had been cleaned up by huge truck while cycling in the cycle lane. I suspect she pulled out of the side street on the right without looking - I see that often; some cyclists seem to have a false sense of security about cycle lanes and neglect to slow and look for traffic. If I had a dollar for every time another cyclist had cut me up in this fashion while I'm cycling along, I'd be rich. Anyway, her bike had clearly gone under the wheels of something very heavy and its frame had snapped clean in two. The girl on the other hand had been thrown clear by the impact and landed 'safely' off the road. She looked pretty banged up but there didn't seem to be a lot of urgency to rush her away, so I'd say she'll be fine. As for whatever it was that hit her, it was nowhere to be found; the driver likely had no idea he'd hit anything. |
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From the top of the lake to the bottom, this is Emerald Bay, and the only island in the lake - Fannett Island. There's nothing particularly interesting about it, other than it's the former home of Captain Richard "Dick" Barter. The eccentric captain was an English sailor who decided to move here in 1863. He built his own tomb and chapel on the island with the intention of eventually being laid to rest there. However, he was lost in a bad storm in 1873 and his body never recovered. So much for that. Prior to that, he got caught in another bad winter storm, and subsequently cut off two of his own frost-bitten toes. He kept the toes and would show them to guests hahaha! So that was Dick. |
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We did a short hike above Emerald Bay intending to go see a waterfall, which turned out to be bone dry hehe. Oh well. |