To the east of our farm there are several mountains. Throughout Country Boy’s childhood, he occasionally went for a walk up to the top with his family to admire the view. I had gone up with him many years ago, but we had never taken the kids. One morning in the holidays, we grabbed some water bottles and morning tea, and went for a walk up the mountain to take in the view.
The side of the mountain was covered in beautiful, white, ghostly looking eucalypts, which the kids stopped to examine as we made our way up. When we got to the top, we could see the whole district spread out below us. On the top of the mountain there was an old trig station on which people had carved their names and the date they had come up the mountains. We found dates right back to the 1950s, and names CB remembered from his childhood.
It was one of those mornings that our kids will remember their whole lives, and tell their kids about it too. Just like CB does now.
It looks like such a fun adventure. Those gum trees are stunning and the view is equally incredible.
Lovely. We had lots of scribbly gums on our place at Wollombi. I knew that a grub caused the writing but had never seen it in many years of being in the bush in Blue Mountains and Hunter. A couple of weeks ago, middle son was at Wollombi and went out to what had been our place. Grubs everywhere on tree trunks, so he took some photos.