1770 – 2013

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Who would’ve thought a few centuries after the Endeavour first sailed up the east coast of Australia, a replica would be beautifully berthed at Darling Harbour waiting for me to explore.

This time round after a hundred or so visits later to Sydney, I finally got a glimpse at the endeavouring vessel – the HMS Endeavour.  With much tribute to the Australian National Maritime Museum, a friendly retiree guide showed me the ropes (literally), and of course, Captain Cook’s cabin. The attention to detail was so outstanding that it ignited this tangent – I had to compliment the photos somehow, right?

So, once I took a few happy snaps, Instagram and hatch tagged my experience, I chilled out on the deck and looked back towards the heart of the city. The ropes framed my view as I peered up at the Sydney Tower. A striking and comparable view between the ship and the city, though the contrast reasoning between both existing seemed contradicting. Given such, as I came to a consensus that there was a balanced need for both existing in their time or more so a level of romanticism. Especially as both triumph a class of inventiveness and adaptation.

While I was pondering this, the guide kept talking and even explained the origins of ‘don’t let the cat out of bag’ (o, bless the friendly retiree guide). Then, once below the deck my next observation brought my attention to the smell only to remind me of my violin – weird.

Next – then came a wow dropping moment as maps were laid out on a table as if we were surveying the coast today. The very maps (well, replicia of course) that first mapped the east coast. I admired the attention to detail and sheepishly dramatised a scenario of coming ashore in 1770 to see the big dunes, mangroves and salt marshes that once connected the coastal interface.

Ah…

A scenario that will probably never reappear, unless you’re peering out of an airplane window and can blur the fragmentation that now plagues the east coast. A view I am currently experiencing, which I now giggle (with optimism) at the thought of the ghostly extensions of OMG experiences Captain Cook was so very fortunate to experience.

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