And another long weekend is over. And another month is almost over too. I feel like I am constantly saying this online/in person/to anyone who will listen but time really seems to be flying away this year. I mean, I am still coming to terms with it being 2016 and my first semester of university is over in a month!
All the more reason to make the most of the time that we do have I guess! This past weekend commemorated ANZAC Day on Monday. Chris and I spent the day hiking at Kinglake National Park, which was the site of terribly bushfires that essentially wiped out the nearby township in 2009. It was certainly a day for remembering, both those affected by the bushfires, and those who serve Australia in the armed forces.
Kinglake was only an hour north-east of Melbourne, and was a relatively easy drive. In terms of hiking, we parked at Masons Falls Picnic Ground, before heading down to Masons Falls (the first photo in this post – the weather has been a bit fry lately so the falls were not in their full glory). We then headed up along Wallaby track, eventually turning off and following signs to the peak of Mount Sugarloaf. There were some great views from the top – which can also be accessed by car – however it could have done with a higher viewing platform so one could see over the treetops! You can even see the CBD.
All up we would have hiked between 8 and 10 kilometres, which took us a little over two hours. The weather was absolutely perfect! Given the shorter daylight hours and working full-time in an office, Chris is always extra keen on getting outside and into fresh air on his days off.
When I was researching coming here, Chris and I both thought the name ‘Mount Sugarloaf’ sounded familiar. A quick google search revealed that there is a mere 450 mountains/hills named Sugarloaf in Australia – it seems it is a style of mountain in itself!
The area was very beautiful and lush, considering the destruction of the bushfires. I am always awed and amazed by the power and resistance of the Australian bushland to fires. Many trees were still black from the bushfire, but were regenerating with fresh new branches and leaves. It is truly an amazing phenomenon, something I find to be quite symbolic.