Through the Clouds

Hello!
Continuing on through the damp countryside on our way to Pelion Hut

It was the right time of year to see the Myrtle orange fungi (Or beech orange)
(Cyttaria gunnii) It grows specifically on myrtle beech trees.
Apparently its edible but I’ve not tried it.

From what I understand, the fungi emerges from the galls.

Pretty sure I’ve photographed that stick before…

Jeff would disappear every now and again

Everything looked rather spooky – so no sweeping views but also not so hot!

Still lots of interesting things to look at

Jeff gone.

Back into the forests

A steady trudge upwards – picking our way carefully over the rocky trail

Lots of moss covering everything!

And still we go up…
I think its one of our favourite stretches of track

Twisty trees

We were on the lookout for Jeff’s favourite boulder

There!

Bob the Boulder??

From big things, to the small things

Moss and lichens

Onward!

A slight stretch of downhill is nice.

And just when one has had enough of stepping over rockys and roots,

We come back out into the ‘open’

The views got a bit limited

But they had artistic scope,

back into the forests…

This river is usually rushing – that day it was a mere dribble

This part of the trek does seem to go on for a good long while

How beautiful are the tree trunk colours?

They are a bright spot in a predominately green world

Your head needs to be pointed down a lot on these tracks.

Having the camera makes me stop and look up a lot more

I think the colours are richer in the rain too

Nothing much has been done to this part of the track where it nearly washed away a couple of years back

At least with the trees blocking the way, if you lost your footing you wouldn’t go too far down

We stopped by the Forth River for a bite to eat.
I was appreciating the fresh apples!

Fresh fruit like this is heavy to carry but I think worth the effort

From this point we had a long ascent up before going down into Pelion so I put the camera away. By that point I needed to remove the weight from around my neck.

Welcome to the tracks most stinkiest dunny.

They were diabolical! Usually they aren’t the most fragrant places but this time they must have been five minutes from being due from an industrial clean out.
The aroma floated quite away from the structure too!!
We camped a fair way up and away and were grateful we had masks with us!
Ahhh… the joys!

Oh! Of course I didn’t have my camera out on the last part of my hike in when I saw a big fat Tasmanian Devil hightailing it down the path in front of me!!!
Doh!

I’ll leave you with the non-view from the hut at Pelion
Shame… one of the nicest views from the huts on the track!
Cheers!