After weeks of smoke-filled, hazy or cloudy skies, it was a delight to have an early morning at Mrs Macquarie’s Chair with clear air over the harbour on a brief visit to Sydney.
Sometimes I wonder about this place. Her surveying of the road around The Domain is immortalised in stone, but not as Elizabeth Henrietta Macquarie, but simply as Mrs Macquarie. After all she was wife of the Governor. What was here before she came, did her travails signal an enthusiasm for development around Sydney, or was she coming here simply to watch the world?
Looking directly out from under the big fig at Mrs Macquarie’s Chair in the middle of the harbour lies Fort Denison, and on the next point Garden Island and the Fleet Base. For a long time, perhaps even before her road and chair, this was a strategic place to watch comings and going.
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