Shacks

In the fight to retain the unique recreational shack site of Wedge Island, West Australia, the tight-knit community are drawing on their social affiliation with the site in a bid to have the shacks protected under heritage law.

The secluded beach dwelling of Wedge Island was first formed as a getaway for local fisherman and farmers in the 1950′s. Built from recycled materials and scrap supplies, roughly 320 shacks have been cobbled together over the past 40 years, with a further 130 shacks up the coast at Grey.

The Wedge dwelling is now the largest shack site in the state and despite having been built illegally on crown land, the small community has operated independently from the Government for several decades.

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Northern Light Legends, Kugluktuk

By Michael Ericsson

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from Dongara

a word about king waves, fish and friends in those regulators from Terry Cockman. For Terry it’s a way of life… after fishing the seas for most of his life in Dongara WA.

From ABC Open Mid West WA

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80 miles by Megan Washington

Why do I see stars at night?
Everyone else sees the light
And how did I come this far?
I’m sure that I can’t fly

Why did you say that to me?
80 miles out on the sea
And I am built with parts of you and,
you are built with parts of me

I think it’s strange that the weather doesn’t change
When you are beside me
When you are beside me
I make my plans but they don’t stay the same
when you are beside me

Oh Sailor, Oh sailor
Take the wheel
Oh sailor
don’t measure how I feel

Dance around the fire
Dance around the flame
You settle on the wire
You settle on my name

Take me with you when you go,
now that I know what I know.
Cross the waves though the wind is high.
We go so slow

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- Megan Washington
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Teahupoo

Power.  Beauty.

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Kepa Acero-The Northern Route, The Transcantabric By Bicycle

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“Wade in the water”

I went for a surf today. Beach access is something I often take for granted. If it weren’t for people like MLK Jr., Rosa Parks, and all those who demanded and continue to demand to be treated equal to other human beings, I might not have been able to paddle out this sunny afternoon without being beaten or arrested. This photo of the wade-in and subsequent police riot which took place in St. Augustine, Florida, on June 25, 1964 is my tribute to the legacy of Martin Luther King Jr. and other unsung heroes of ongoing civil rights movements around the world. I learned about wade-ins which African-American and People of Color (POC) communities staged in order to gain the simplest thing–beach access–through the film White Wash. Here’s the trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5D-AEnq2yg

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We Were Wanderers on a Prehistoric Earth

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Black Rubber Trackie

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Friday afternoon stompNjive…

From when oldschool was dancing, and making practice moves in your bedroom was how you polished that shimmy…

Cheery editing of some classic dancemove images and surf guitar-bass-drum rock from Dan Sullivan and friends from Melbourne – thanks Dan!

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