It was a sunny clear still winters day
The air was crispy cold as I headed out of the city and into the rural hinterland of Melbourne
As I passed over the Murchison Gap the rich green farming land was rolling out in front of me – a sight to see
The little back roads winding through the hills and farmland beckoning
But it was a holiday weekend and the roads were slowly filling, even the back roads were starting to bulge with caravans being towed by big SUVs. Post the Covid 19 lockdown I think all Melbournites were keen to get out of the city.
After the lovely tourist town of Marysville I was heading for the Black Spur only to hit a long line of traffic
A sign to Warburton a quick to the left and I was on a little road through the forest
The road soon became a gravel track
And I was in the tall trees and giant tree ferns of the Yarra Ranges National Park
The surface was a little damp and slippery in places
But no traffic just the smell of the bush and a through this beautiful piece of old growth forest
Such a lucky turn, a piece of serendipity on a little days ride.
