I was talking to a retired railroad fettler about how Tasmania is retiring so many tracks in favour of road transport, it's been going on for years and probably all over the world as politicians succumb to the deadlines of frantic market forces and it's silly to think that it's not happening in a quiet little backwater like Tasmania but no landscape will be left untrammeled, no profit will be denied...we are a strange species, our curiosity and intelligence ought to save the day however.
Here the Derwent River rises causes the water to rise to erupt and wash over the rocks and gravel around a couple of islands. The river continues this way over river stones between the trees lining the banks behind till it finds a deep channel and settles again meandering slowly towards Hobart still 60 kilometres further on. The fettler had told me about this railway bridge that spanned the river at this spot. I positioned myself about 20 meters above the river on a little platform jutting out from the now disused track and painted this in a couple of hours.