A
little brighter this morning so headed off to explore. Went down the Pool Road
and yes it did go to the Caveside Swimming Pool and Tennis Courts, right beside
a creek. Headed into Chudleigh, the Village of Roses. The main street is lined
with different rose bushes.
Checked
out an old barn – no information other than it was restored in 2003. Fabulous
rock wall around the pretty yard with beautiful trees.
All
the rose bushes were labelled. Some had only 4 petals, so different to the
traditional rose I think of. They all had beautiful scents. Had a lovely walk
along smelling them, careful of the many busy bees. Obviously we have missed
their best blooming time but there are still plenty of lovely blooms. These
were my favourites.
Buff
Beauty.
Alba.
Madame
Isaac Pereire.
Rugspin.
Information
map of the area. Had a cuppa while I did a blog upload as we don’t have good
internet reception at the van.
More
information about the hut restorers.
The
General Store was established in 1886.
These
were pretty too.
The
Icebergs are a late bloomer so the bushes were full of blooms.
A
bit of old farm machinery under a blooming eucalypt.
Went
into the Silk Shop and learnt about how silk worms grow etc.
They
also had fudge but we refrained!!! These are lovely little egg carvings.
Therese
Bugnet.
Roseraie
De L’Hay.
A
busy bee on a Blanc Double De Coubert.
Amber.
The
Honey place is closed on Saturdays so will have to come back another day. The “Bees of the World” shop has now
closed down. There are a lot of houses
for sale in the area too.
Drove
back to Alum Cliffs walk. Narrow area between farmland up a hill to a
“sculpture” – really!!!
Nice
walk through changing bushland with a few information plaques along the way about the aboriginal
importance of the area, bush tucker and the hawks. Echidna are apparently a good
source of protein!
Great
view down on the Mersey River (flows out to Devonport). Looking upstream, left
to right.
The
cliffs looked great – would be amazing abseiling!!! If I was so inclined.
Certainly
a straight drop to the river below.
Looking
over the Gog Range.
The
left side of the ridge looks like the ochre area that only the aboriginal women
could go to.
The
white flowers make it look like a Christmas tree.
A
cute man wheel letterbox.
Into
Mole Creek for lunch. No good here to do uploads. Another “Sculpture”, I won’t
even try and explain what it supposed to mean.
Read
about the railway history.
A
bus load of people in fancydress wandered around.
Some
old cars drove in and stopped at the pub.
Back
past our camp area and up the road to Westmorland Falls (2 hour return hike).
As we headed along the track there were a few sticks leaning against a tree,
like walking sticks. Steve decided to try one out. I went ahead onto a
boardwalk with grass on either side and was greeted by a slithering snake
disappearing into the grass. Backed up quick and then stamped my feet so off we
went again. Lovely walk through the bush till we hit the climb.
More
stairs.
Fungi
everywhere.
A
letterbox in the middle of the track – it was a visitor book, so wrote our
names in it and read a few of the comments. Sounds like it is worth the walk.
Across
the bridge. We passed an area that looked like a cyclone had hit the trees.
Maybe they had all the timber for the bridge etc helicoptered in to that spot.
A
creek went under the bridge but we headed off to the other creek meeting this
one just down a bit.
Couple
of little falls as we climb up the hill beside the creek.
Got
very muddy underfoot.
Finally
reached the falls but the boardwalk stopped and a tree blocked our view. So of course Steve had to clamber out into the creek for a look. He said it was great and I had to climb out too.
Glad
I did as it was spectacular. Took a video.
Steve
climbed further down the creek to check out another falls so took a pose shot
of me.
Now
to climb back out again.
Our
van is still there.
Relaxed
with a cuppa then Steve started the fire while I heated up some leftovers for a
quiet night. The clouds have lifted so hopefully we will get some nice weather
for a few days.
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