Apollo Road is a ferry wharf in the suburb of Bulimba used by the CityCat on the Brisbane River. The wharf and the cross river service to Bretts Wharf were closed in December 1998 due to declining profit margins. It was reopened as an extension to the CityCat service in February 2008.
In January 2011, the wharf sustained minor damage during the devastating floods. It was repaired and reopened on 14 February 2011.
Until October 2011 the Apollo Road wharf was the terminus for the CityCat services located downstream on the Brisbane River. On 2 October 2011 the CityCat services were extended further downstream to the Northshore Hamilton wharf.
Famous quotes containing the words apollo, road, ferry and/or wharf:
“In the west, Apollo and Dionysus strive for victory. Apollo makes the boundary lines that are civilization but that lead to convention, constraint, oppression. Dionysus is energy unbound, mad, callous, destructive, wasteful. Apollo is law, history, tradition, the dignity and safety of custom and form. Dionysus is the new, exhilarating but rude, sweeping all away to begin again. Apollo is a tyrant, Dionysus is a vandal.”
—Camille Paglia (b. 1947)
“There is no road to wealth so easy and respectable as that of matrimony; that is, of course, provided that the aspirant declines the slow course of honest work.”
—Anthony Trollope (1815–1882)
“John Brown and Giuseppe Garibaldi were contemporaries not solely in the matter of time; their endeavors as liberators link their names where other likeness is absent; and the peaks of their careers were reached almost simultaneously: the Harper’s Ferry Raid occurred in 1859, the raid on Sicily in the following year. Both events, however differing in character, were equally quixotic.”
—John Cournos (1881–1956)
“They commonly celebrate those beaches only which have a hotel on them, not those which have a humane house alone. But I wished to see that seashore where man’s works are wrecks; to put up at the true Atlantic House, where the ocean is land-lord as well as sea-lord, and comes ashore without a wharf for the landing; where the crumbling land is the only invalid, or at best is but dry land, and that is all you can say of it.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)