Story and photographs: Russ Grayson 1987, 2002, updated 2009.
The photographs and story are offered as a memorial to Simon Flynn. Thanks Simon.
APPROACH from the Manly side and you encounter a steep, uphill climb. Alternatively, you can descend the path from the road above. Either way, you are likely to miss the turnoff because it is not signposted and the track looks more like a wombat trail than a walking trail. That may be deliberate.
First published 2003 by Russ Grayson.
IT IS WINTER on the Southern Highlands of NSW, a time when the warmth of the sun is weak and the cold south-westerly blows in from the snowfields. Yet, no matter how cold it is outside, to step into the yellow-orange mudbrick glow of this house is to enter an abode of warmth.
Story & photographs: Russ Grayson 2002
AT FIRST, I thought the two women were just day trippers, people out to enjoy the early Spring sunshine. They stood close together, looking at the fibro shack with its galvanised iron roof that was still in good condition after all these years, and talked quietly in the stop-and-start fashion of people comfortable with each other.
Tasmania, the late 1970s.
UP AND UP. Through a dark, wet forest of towering trees. Along a rough track that never saw the work of a maintenance gang. Squishing through muddy patches, slowing as we climb the steeper sections. All familiar stuff to mountain walkers.