River She Oaks Wetting Their Toes
The River She Oak – cunningham casuarina – I love ‘em. I don’t know if they are brave and noble or just a little bit silly.
Their riparian life leaves them bordering the banks of rivers and creeks – or sometimes, like these ones, right in the rivers and creeks – no doubt slurping up the abundance of water that flows on by.
Not so smart though when it floods and everything upstream is washed, roaring down to bang and bash you, leaving you scarred and broken and ready to tumble into the drink because the soil that you took root in has been carried away too.
They are a bit majestic though. Ragged arsed maybe, but you can’t help admiring how they just keep on … well … keeping on.
Not still keeping on is the old goldmining town of Ophir that flourished here, along the banks of Summer Hill Creek – the creek in this image – back in the 1850s. Although Ophir was the site of Australia’s first commercially viable gold rush its life was short lived. Bigger gold deposits were found not too far away at Hill End and Sofala and the rush moved on.
Ophir’s not too bad a spot for a weekend away though. Good camping, fishing, swimming, 4WD driving and, of course, a lot of interesting, if sparse, old gold mining history to potter around. You might also find a bit of colour in that creek too!
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