Matilda waiting for us to return from our walk
The bush has so many different moods. Today the mist created a mystical feeling to the bush. We had chosen to drive up into the Otway National Park, inland from the usually taken Great Ocean Road. It enticed us to walk and discover the hidden beauty within the park.
Come with us via our photos and experience the wonder we found…
Walking in the mist
Otway National Park
Waterfall Otway National Park
Going bush, originally uploaded by gypsy woman1.
Next day we decide to move on and explore the forest. We see a sign for Marrinup Falls so head in that direction. There is 1.4 km track down to the falls. What a delightful walk it is, the wild flowers are like natures garden, a profusion of colours, the weather is perfect and when we reach the falls there is also a small pool. Jack takes the opportunity to skinny dip in it.
Two hours later we arrive back at Matilda and head out. But where is out? No signs and with no idea where we are, we just drive on. No worries as we will eventually come out, some where…
The dirt road winds on and on with side tracks going off in all directions, some obviously bike tracks, others quite well defined.
An hour later we came out onto a sealed road but still no sign posts to tell us were we where. Ok time for a cuppa, then take a guess as to which way. Fortunately we made the right guess and ended up at Pinjarra where we wanted to be.
We never thought to set up the GPS…
blue enamel orchid
Before and after the 2007 bush fire
Jack skinny dipping
Jarrah forest, originally uploaded by gypsy woman1.
Next leg of the journey takes us into the Jarrah forest area and we take a side trip to Dwellingup, a charming township. The gardens and parks are a mass of roses in full bloom and a very interesting heritage centre explains about the forestry industry. Walking tracks take you around the forest surrounding the centre with interpretive signs and labels and explanations on the trees.
Dieback is a major problem and the day we were there they had a programme of injecting the trees with a chemical to build up the trees resistance to the disease and school children of the area were helping.
We decide that tonight we will camp in the forest. Armed with mud maps from the tourist info centre we turn onto a dirt road leading deep into the forest. The first camp site does not appeal to us so carry on further along the track, which gets narrower…
Eventually we come across a narrow side track and it is fairly level, so carefully drive in, then set up camp. It is so peaceful, we put out the chairs and make a cuppa. We feel like real gypsies…
I hear a loud scuffling sound, “sounds like a large kangaroo” I say. Suddenly a mountain bike rider bursts from the bush, I don’t know who gets the biggest surprise. “There are 9 others following me ” he calls as he disappears into the bush again…