It could be cruel to do this, show you somewhere so beautiful and not disclose the location.
There is a reason though, and it is because so many beautiful and pristine spots have been ruined by tourism. There are many places which encourage tourism, places which are set up for it and where the road leads right to the door.
This place is off the beaten track, actually it is over a rather undulating, rough-as-guts track and then quite a walk from the car kind of track. The kind of track that requires scrambling over boulders and hitching up ones skirts.
But the setting is tranquil and the air is clean and the sounds are bush sounds and that’s as it should remain.
I bet, if you went searching you could find places like this in your own back yard. Some places should belong to the locals. Living locally means knowing your own place inside out.
This place is local to me now and here it is.
We needed this day, to break from the bus which is often a frustrating project, and to soak in the sun like lizards and to enjoy life together as a family. It was beautiful in many ways and we plan to go back.
And here’s a bonus shot of …the sky… In our old ages we plan to become a bird-watcher and astronomer respectively, when we have bussed around Australia we will sail around the world and Henry will have the night shift so that he can watch the stars and I will have the day shift so that I can watch the birds…if there are any.