It’s Saturday and after nearly four weeks away and 5,500 Km I am still enjoying the journey. I decided to check out a couple of National Parks so headed off for Tewantin National Park and up Mt Tinbeerwah where there is 1 Km walk to the summit. Great views at the top, and there was a group of people learning how to abseil off the mountain, must be mad.
On the way up on the walk you get a good view over Lake Cootharaba and my camp is on the shores of Lake Cootharaba. If you use your imagination you can see a teddy bear in the cloud, maybe close 1-1/2 eyes.
From here I went to Woondum National Park and had lunch at Rock Pools picnic area, a picturesque spot to have lunch.
Only a trickle of water down the rock cascade. There is a short walk through the rainforest where there are very tall Turpentine trees. These trees were extensively harvested as the timber is close grained and resistant to decay and marine borers.
I tried to take a photo that illustrated the height of the trees. While having lunch I chatted with a trail bike rider, Alex, and I asked him if the road was a through road. It was and he said he would show me the way. It was a 4WD only track with a few rough bits but he waited for me if I got too far back. If there was an embankment he would ride up it in a big loop, fearless. We ended up at a lookout where there was a wedding going on, but I was able to walk through and see the view.
On Saturday night I met my neighbours Cheryl and Henry and enjoyed good conversation, so much so that they invited me to join them for a roast dinner, which was excellent and well enjoyed. The conversation continued next morning, so very convivial and relaxing.
On sunday I met up with Lisa and Billy McCann for lunch, Lisa was 4 year old when Marg was first introduced into her life and Margie was a constant childminder and companion for Lisa and her sister Giselle even though Margie was only just a teenager. Their very close friendship continued from that time, it was a very special relationship. To my knowledge, Giselle and Lisa are the only people who called Margie, Margie, apart from me, even though they spelt it Margi. It was a great reunion with much reminiscing, sorry no photos, too busy talking.
On Monday I set off for a walk in Noosa National Park, but a complete failure. No parking within 2 Km and hoards of people, so I beat a fast retreat, maybe next time. So lunch at the cafe at the campground, a quiet afternoon, and a couple of wines with my neighbours Bob and Margaret, completed my stay at Habitat Noosa. Tomorrow off the Landsborough and meeting up with Trish and Dave, friends forever.