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Dramatis persona*
Helen Chick
I've always wanted a bumper sticker that said "I'm a female, LDS/Mormon, Scout leading, geocaching, piano-playing, bicycling, mathematics educator with a PhD in maths ... and I VOTE"! I think this makes me a minority group of cardinality 1! * Since there's only one of me and "personae" is plural (I think), I've gone with dramatis persona. Visits since May 2016 |
Forest Lagoon to Bramble Cove: Getting to Bramble Cove After lunch — and a conversation with a group of paddlers making the challenging journey right around the coast from Strahan to Cockle Creek — we continued our journey westward, this time hugging the southern shore of Bathurst Channel to protect ourselves from the wind which was picking […] Forest Lagoon to Bramble Cove: The morning leg to Balmoral Beach We woke on day 3 to improved weather conditions, with blue skies and calmer conditions producing lovely reflections of Mt Rugby in Forest Lagoon. Our plan was to take advantage of the good conditions and head out towards Port Davey, and so our first tasks for […] Clayton’s Corner, Mount Beattie, and a westward wander The weather today was largely true to its forecast, with wind and frequent showers giving us a further taste of typical conditions for the area. Moving the kayaks back down onto the beach ready for launching revealed early occurrences of our group’s surprising teamwork and equally surprising inability to […] Melaleuca to Forest Lagoon Camp Three years ago, when I flew into Melaleuca in SW Tasmania to do some bushwalking, I spied some kayaks sitting near the jetty and realised that it was possible to do paddling tours in the Bathurst Harbour area. I thought that it would be something I’d like to do and three years […] It is always a bit awkward to discover — after a good day in a beautiful place with some amusing bits along the way — that you hadn’t actually reached your intended destination. 100 metres short. That’s all. 100 metres. And it’s not as if I couldn’t have known, because I had been there before and have photographs. Admittedly […] Brace yourselves for more photographs. I took heaps today, I still had heaps left after I threw out heaps, and I liked heaps among what remained … and so I am inflicting heaps upon you. Each successive heap is, fortunately, smaller than its predecessor, but given that I started with 250 you can see why you […] Tucked away off the now-abandoned forestry roads of southern Tasmania is one of Tasmania’s “Great Short Walks”, a 2km walking track through rainforest/wet sclerophyll along the banks of a little creek that finishes up at the remarkable Duckhole Lake. It has been over seven years since my last visit, and I was glad that Mum and […] I arose just a little too late to get the best of the mist effects on the lake, but it was very beautiful with the reflections in the still water and ethereal wisps of fog.
Of course, the mill-pond calm did not remain so for very long since both my brother and I are veteran rock […] With mountain climbing now crossed off the list, it was time to have lunch and move camp … once the grasshopper had been encouraged to hop off the tent. There is no formal track down Jaffa Vale; it’s just a case of going downhill until you hit the open sedgeland around Lake Ball, and then making your […] The morning was barely half done by the time we got back from Solomon’s Throne to the track junction and so, despite knowing more uphills were involved, we decided to go up The Temple as well. This mountain, in the middle of the Walls, is not as high as some of its neighbours, but it was […] |
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