In August 2015, my friend Jocelyn and I hiked the Somerset Trail at Mt Mee. We were overwhelmed by the beauty of the bloom of the Wallum Gold Pea Bush. Every August a return visit was put on the agenda to share this glorious colour with the the others in our hiking group. At this point, it seems the Hungry Hikers will miss out again this year but I was thrilled to return with the Gaiter Girls on Tuesday.
Rain was forecast and we were wishing it for the farmers. A walk in the rain would be fun too. This area north of Brisbane was dry but thankfully drought has not yet taken hold.
Nearing our destination, looking over the Glasshouse Mountains to the coast.
The trail initially passes through beautiful rainforest of towering trees, palms and ferns and continues through open scrub to a man made pine forest before opening out into open bushland and magnificent gums. At about 2 km from the carpark, it returns to rainforest.
As I am time poor at the moment, I will let the photos tell the story in the order in which they were taken, over this wondrously beautiful, 15 km hike. Mary and Rachel set a fast pace. I would stop and take a photo and they would disappear. I would jog to catch up. In the end I just took my time and marvelled at the beauty of the grey gums reaching for the sky, enjoyed the song of the birds flitting through the bushes and loving the sea of gold with a sense of peace and tranquility.
Leaving the rainforest.
Entering 'Aussie bush'.
The mauve ground orchid wass en-masse in this area but the camera didn't capture just how many there were.
Hard to believe that this seed grows from this tiny white flower.
A rest was taken at the viewpoint over the Brisbane Valey to Somerset Dam. The wattle was glorious.
Rachel has major back issues and took time to stretch. She convinced Mary and I that the view improved looking at it from this angle. Much laughter ensued!
My favorite waterhole didn't disappoint with its wonderful reflection.
Yes, the view was definitely better from this angle. Well, that was what we said to convince a lone, tad gorgeous, male hiker, who happened upon us at this point. Poor lad, we even convinced him to try the pose.
Scars of a past age of tree felling rather than preserving.
A date has been set for a return visit in 2020.
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