Brownhill to Belair

What a beautiful day it was today. A lovely 26deg and patches of shade, a nice breeze - perfect. Poison and injury changed the order of the day although it turned into a nice recap on some area already covered. No-one has been poisoned. Put the phone down. Today's hike was meant to be Waterfall Gully to Lofty area but the track was closed due to poisoning so Frank and I turned around, back to good ol Brownhill Creek, the trusty setting off point.

With Kath out with a back injury from netball, Jon still sore with a twisted ankle and Tania working it was nice to hit the trail with Frank. We have future plans of doing the Kokoda Track, money/time permitting, so it's fitness a go-go in the meantime.

Today was 18km there and back along the tail end of the Yurrebilla Trail. We had some fantastic photo opportunities and it was exciting to see so much wildlife about the place today. Along with the usual scurries of lizards and flocks of birds we saw some well-built horses, friendly maggies, dragonflies with wings that clicked like claws on lino, and my favourite, a pazzed out koala in the nook of a gum tree limb. Bonus points to Frank for spotting that one.

The area is a welcome respite from the demands of city living. I cleared my lungs again, oxygen touching the bottom of them, a deep down place usually reserved for clear air and/or coughed out bong smoke (ancient history). We're so lucky to have an area that close to the city/suburbs which still boasts some sort of bush feel, where you can walk for 20+ minutes and not see a soul. Frank has an interest in conservation so it was interesting hearing about various flora diseases and the intermingling of natives and introduced species.

The trail cries out to be walked in its entirety. Keen to have that one under my belt. It feels right somehow, to discover my own city on foot before I venture out to walk/hike other places in the world.