Sydney’s northern harbour foreshores were an important part of my childhood playground. Where the southern end of High Street met the harbour, a ferry wharf perched on the elbow bend between Careening Cove and Neutral Bay. In the 1950s the wharf was still named after High Street. An old, wooden structure, it has been replaced a couple of times and is now called North Sydney Wharf after the suburb. Continue reading “At The Wharf”