Which is just as well because it hardly seemed to rain for the next 13 years. Supply levels gradually dropped to around 30%, a very expensive desalination plant got built, and we all learnt to have two minute showers and wash our cars with a cupful at a time. (Actually some of us hardly ever wash our cars, if the truth be out.)
Suddenly we had two wet summers, and suddenly there are spill episodes again, and quite a sight they are!
I'd been to have a look at the 1998 episode, but had been informed the viewing areas were closed because they were building a new spillway. Then ten years later I made the trek out again, only to be told the spillway was still being built! So I'd never actually got a proper view of Sydney's pride and joy, until today.
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The spill is indeed quite impressive, with water cascading over the top and through what look like small slits in the wall, forcing it into a powerful waterfall. On either side are the smaller cascading falls fanning out into delicate patterns before tumbling into the swirling river below. Pity we couldn't get closer to the rapids, but we were still afforded a glimpse through the trees of the river flowing calmly again.
Once done with the grandeur and prettiness of the views we made our longish journey back through western Sydney, stopping for coffee and a browse through the odd 'supa centa'. Back then to our waterlogged garden where there's not much we can do until all this rain subsides.
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