Mount Pilot

I’ve been itching to get out an about in the bush again for a while and we just haven’t found the time.

I was wanting to scout out some potential running tracks given there’s more and more light in the day lately and I’m kind of tired of running through the streets in town. So we headed out this morning for what turned out to be a bit of a scenic drive through the Chiltern forest.

We drove down quite a few tracks and parked at mount pilot then walked the few hundred meters to the top for some lovely views.

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this is the track the fire guys drive up to get to the spotting tower at the top

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nice view from halfway up

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this is the fire spotting tower. There’s 360 degree views from here, and Gary informs me that throughout summer there’s a man who spends every day here watching for fires

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Gary staring wistfully into the distance

The top of Mt Pilot is basically all one big rock. It’s an old volcano, if my memories of school trips out there long ago serve me well. Very much long extinct and all smoothed down, but a great big lump of rock nonetheless.

There are lovely panoramic views from up there of the surrounding hills (after being in Nepal I can’t quite bring myself to call what we have here “mountains”).

You may or may not have noticed Gary had no shoes on. I’m used to him running about everywhere barefoot but it often confuses others. On our way down a little kid walking with his father was very concerned about Gary. “Dad, why isn’t he wearing any shoes?”

He then looked at my feet and I think the poor child was even more confused.

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His dad explained that Gary was a big kid and could decide what he wanted to wear and that explanation seemed to make him feel better.

All in all it was a beautiful day for a drive and a walk. On the way home we stopped at Chiltern to pick up some maps. I’m going to plan a route and hopefully do some running out in the bush. Can’t wait!

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A lovely Sunday together…

So this morning Gary and I slept in. Then we headed off to Cafe Borellas in Albury for some breakfast. At 11:30am…

He had a thai beef salad. I had Lasagne. He regretted his choice, given it wasn’t as spicy as he had hoped it would be, and I had delicious beef Lasagne.

After that we went searching for some hiking boots for our trip to Nepal. I already have some Merrels and I’m pretty happy with them, although they have to be waterproofed. We can make that happen. Gary is trying to get used to the idea of wearing boots that sit so snug around your ankles, as he has grown up running around everywhere barefoot and isn’t used to feeling constricted.

Anyway, we trundled off to the bookshop and then headed home to get our things and go for a walk. Remember my photos from this post? Well we tackled that hill today, with myself and Gary.

It was a good walk. I remember walking the circuit regularly a few years back and it generally took me an hour and 10 minutes. But now it seems that my fitness has gotten better because today we cut 20 minutes off that time. Apparently all the walking up and down hills is working.

Anyway, we found patches of frost that hadn’t defrosted during the day, which suprised me, however as Gary pointed out the sun wouldn’t get much of a chance to shine on that part of the hill due to it’s position and the cover from the trees. By the end of the track I was pretty thirsty and really wanted to scoop up some ice and eat it but it probably wasn’t the best idea.

So here’s some photos for you. I don’t claim to be a photographer, I just like taking heaps of photos of things and sharing them with people (who usually get bored of flicking through all the bad ones to find the good ones). Sometimes the photos turn out well, mostly there’s something off, like the colour or the light etc. Still, I enjoy what I do. And in beautiful surrounds like I have, I can’t help but want to capture it all!

Gary running ahead… as usual

lovely ferny section on the dark, damp side of the hill

last nights frost, still frozen at 5pm

water dripping over moss-covered rocks

And finally, this little guy, who Gary spotted rustling about in the grass. He didn’t seem scared of us at all and even came up towards the camera at one point. Still it was difficult to get a decent shot as he was below the path and in the grass. I believe he (or she) is a native mouse, although I’m not sure what species.

happy little mouse.

My photo-heavy frosty morning walk.

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The wonderfully clear, cold sky as I climbed let me see the sun rise over the fog which shrouded Albury-Wodonga. The sunlight sparkled off the thick frost. Cows grazed nearby and I found evidence of wildlife all around. I walked around a little at the highest point of the trail, before turning around and coming back down as the fog made its way up the hillside. 

With my peaceful solitude in a beautiful crisp morning like that, I didn’t really want to come back down and  go to work – It was almost magical up there this morning. I managed to pull myself back to reality. And now I remember why I really like early mornings.