The Murray at Mildura ~ May
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This shallow pond hold saline water in an evaporation pond. Water is pumped from an aquifer to a series of ponds where in the sun the water evaporates leaving behind salt deposits. The pink tint of the water is reflective of the salt which is also pink.
These old jetties from the past string along the river near Mildura. Some may have been for paddle steamers that handled the shipping on the river. However, most appear to be support structures on which pipes were stretched into the deeper water 15 metres out from the shoreline.
These beautiful giant Gums line most of the river banks on both sides. They have grown to this size due to their constant water source of the river. Unfortunately, many fall into the river as the water erodes the banks under them.
The colours change continuously as the sun sinks to and below the horizon.
The remnants of an old pump station stands like a gohst sentinel on the shores of the Murray River, cutting through the reflection of the far shore.
Eucalyptus Oleosa - the Oil Mallee
Mallee is an aboriginal word signifying multi trunked tree. This Mallee is estimated to be around 2500 years old because of its adaptation to the ravages of fire which allow its roots to survive and regenerate new growth
As mentioned in the previous shot, many trees succumb to the river bank erosion and end up in the river.
For just a short time, prior to the evaporating heat of the rising sun, the Murray is shrouded in mist as the cold air of night sits over the relative warmth of the river.
When I see an old house like this I wonder what stories it could tell. This house was located on the Calder Highway on the way to Mildura. I saw it driving to Mildura and made a point of stopping upon my return to take this photo.
This protruding stump creates a sculptured shape mirrored in the water from which it protrudes.
Another shot of the mist on the Murray River.
With just a few minutes of light left, waterfoul seam to come out onto the water. These two ducks were the last of a small flock that were swimming past. Fortunately. I was able to get my camera out of my pack in time to capture this shot.
During the colder months, fog hangs over the Murray River from dark to dawn then quickly evaporates with the rising sun. This adds a mystical flavour to photos taken in the early morning.