I remember swimming at the top of an enormous weir near Maryborough and standing, barefoot and wet, at the concrete lip of the weir watching as the water plunged into the lake below.
-9 May 2015
This post is part of the I Remember series.
I remember swimming at the top of an enormous weir near Maryborough and standing, barefoot and wet, at the concrete lip of the weir watching as the water plunged into the lake below.
-9 May 2015
This post is part of the I Remember series.
