Two days walking in the bush

Being back in the bush and the natural quiet is so healing. We walked to the top of Boronia Peak about 8 kms up and back. A good track though a real rock scramble at the peak. What a wonderful view it gave over the surrounding plains. 

 A bit cold at the top.

Note the rain shower.

The Grampians are sandstone primarily so incredibly shaped by wind and rain. By the time we got back down we had all decided we couldn't be bothered going out and had a late lunch and a later dinner. It was very cosy as we all read, did crosswords and watched football. Fresh air and a stiff uphill climb had absorbed all excess energy!

Kim and David with the crosswords

Looking across to where we walked while a flock of cockatoos fly up the valley. The village at Halls Gap is so quiet that kangaroos, emus and deer roam freely around the houses. They really do have kangaroos in the Main Street here.

The next day was fine and cool so we walked up to Mt Rosea which towers over Boronia Peak. This was a very rocky  but well made track of about 10 kms return. I felt a bit out of practice because I haven't done this sort of rugged walking for a couple of years when I think about it. The best bit was I wasn't puffed or struggling at any stage. I am fit at least. No stiffness at all though I took a fall on the flat when I tripped on a protruding rock. Skinned my knee and bruised my pride but otherwise unhurt. Talking too much of course!

V walking through the rocks.

 A snack on the way up.

As we had another evening meal prepared we decided again to stay in and ended up playing a very competitive game of scrabble. The weekend proved to be quite inexpensive with our home catering, own wine and nibbles and the cost of accommodation shared; well until we visited the wineries on the way home! We visited Bests which was established in the 1860s and took a tour of the cellars. Very quaint and Australian in atmosphere. Then off to Great Western for Beer of all things for Kim's son in law. It was a pleasant drive home with only another stop at Beaufort for a pie. These weekends are so special. I felt like I had been away for a week at least and returned to calm. Everyone is so easy to get along with and such fun so we laugh a lot amongst the serious discussions. Good friends are precious.