At the end of a beaten dirt track called Singleton's Road lies an old tin fishing shack on the bank of the Hawkesbury River that has been in my family since 1803. Gary Singleton, my Pop has spent his whole life living and visiting the old shack, he passes time by sitting with his dogs and fishing on the river. He is a man of little words and likes his own company, the river is where he feels connected to his mum and dad who have now passed and where he feels most at home.

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