The first two months of summer have been full of adventures, some more satisfying than others, but all contributing to enduring memories of Tasmania.
It's been a while since my last post, I've been busy with a range of photographic and video projects - Too busy to blog.
However this must be recorded, a group trip with a special bunch of women. We've been walking together regularly through the Covid winter and spring. Early on Deb proposed a trip to the fabled Reynolds Falls, a trip she had undertaken many years ago, one that the rest of us desired to do. Eventually we committed to dates. As those dates grew closer our availability to walk regularly decreased, so by the time a adventure dawned the whole group hadn't been together for weeks. But we were all committed to the trip and come what may we headed out.
Fortunately the weather was perfect, a little warm on our first day maybe, but calm and dry until the last couple of km's of our return trek. And it was a trek, we all had big packs, our total distance was around 30km and the time walking (and catching a breath or snack) was about 10hr each day.
Every warning about the difficulty of this trip should be headed and if you still plan to do it, be prepared - with fitness, skill and the right equipment. The trip home is harder than the trip out.
My only regret is not having more time at the falls.
The warm ups
Today I explored a cute little creek in Northwest Tasmania that I've never visited before and only heard of very recently. There's a lovely circuit that follows Nietta creek and Castra rivulet to their confluence, down one and up the other. I went down Nietta, photographing the lovely little rainforest stream and Silver falls. The creek and forest floor were strewn with sassafras flowers, Castra rivulet was harder to reach and the weather began to deteriorate so I'll be revisiting that stream anotherday.
It's just been one of those weeks when I've been on the go constantly, great but taxing. Next week I'm having a rest and paying some attention to things on the domestic front...maybe.
This week I revisited one of my pine plantation photo locations I used repeatedly for the Unplaced series I completed last year. This planation plot has recently been harvested, so it was interesting to see that a couple of old remnant eucalypt stumps still remain within the chaos. Without these stumps as a reference I would not have been able to orientate myself in the place.
Badgers Range in Northwest Tasmania, it divides the Kentish municipality in two. This group of bushwalking, caving, exploring women traversed the length of the range courtesy of a track making team of volunteers from @Kentishwalks. Spectacular winter day with view across the north and west of the state.
As we adjust to winter and some freedom of movement around the state - since the height of covid-19 restrictions. I've had the opportunity to get out and walk some tracks, some familiar and some new, mostly without my heavy professional camera kit. It's good to experience places without feeling pressure to frame that epic shot and it's good to know where to come back to later with the camera. The photos in the post were taken with a Canon GX9, a simple but quality point and shoot/pocket camera.
Tasmanian based, New Zealand born