Western Arthurs plus Mt Robinson (etc)

[naturelover]

I have my old photos; I have seen those of others. Nothing, however, can quite succeed in conveying the wonder and glory of the view that begins near the top of alpha moraine and continues with you as you delight your way along the ridgeline of the range. It’s not just that you can see “forever” (so it seems), or that the mountains that form layer after layer of graduated silhouettes are so shapely: part of the allure is from changing focus from infinity to macro and still finding wonder. For me, the rocks are particularly appealing. Some are piles of pancakes; some have been twisted and warped, while others jut sharply into the sky. Some are soft grey, others pure white; some have a hint of pink.

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[stepbystep]

Quite the trip there naturelover and nice to meet you ever so briefly at Scotts Peak.

[Lizzy]

Hmmm looks lovely- not quite the view I had from the top of Moraine A- gale, sleet, hale.... Brrrr. Would love to see it like that

[ofuros]

Eye candy, range after range fading into the distance.....lovely shot.

[DaveNoble]

Good report on your blog Louise. Did you see the quolls at Lake Cygnus?

Dave

[naturelover]

Thanks all for the kind words.
No, Dave, I didn't see the quolls. We were scared of mice eating our tent (which happened to a friend recently), so put big protective measures into place to prevent that - I wrapped all my food in an airtight S to S bag, rolled over to avoid smell of food, and then had that in my pack in my tent. Great mate to sleep with, but not as soft as a Teddy Bear. Perhaps the lack of smell made quolls lose interest and not approach.
I was up (and out) playing around the lake until well into dark, and then up in the half dark to climb each morning as said in the blog, but, alas, no quolls. We did, however, see a darling one at Crossing River. It came up to within a metre of me, and put its paws on a branch behind me so that it almost had the stance of a marmot or prairie dog. Unfortunately, my eagerness to get my camera out of the bag beside me was enough to scare it away, and it didn't return. My memory, however, will last despite the lack of digital reinforcement.

[icefest]

Thanks all for the kind words.
No, Dave, I didn't see the quolls. We were scared of mice eating our tent (which happened to a friend recently), so put big protective measures into place to prevent that - I wrapped all my food in an airtight S to S bag, rolled over to avoid smell of food, and then had that in my pack in my tent. Great mate to sleep with, but not as soft as a Teddy Bear. Perhaps the lack of smell made quolls lose interest and not approach.
I was up (and out) playing around the lake until well into dark, and then up in the half dark to climb each morning as said in the blog, but, alas, no quolls. We did, however, see a darling one at Crossing River. It came up to within a metre of me, and put its paws on a branch behind me so that it almost had the stance of a marmot or prairie dog. Unfortunately, my eagerness to get my camera out of the bag beside me was enough to scare it away, and it didn't return. My memory, however, will last despite the lack of digital reinforcement.

We saw the crossing river Quoll too

We might have been there when your friends tent got eaten through. Did this person have two holes in their WE tent? One where the rat went in and another where; after refusing to go out of the unzipped door; it made a hole to get out?

[naturelover]

That sounds like an accurate description of what I heard. It was a couple of weeks ago. I think around the end of January or so.

[tibboh]

A magical part of the world.........even more so with good weather, thanks for sharing.

[icefest]

That sounds like an accurate description of what I heard. It was a couple of weeks ago. I think around the end of January or so.

Yes. That's the same time as us.
Are they on the forum? I wouldn't mind asking them hope they found the second half of the Ranges.