As we started down the bay track at around 4.30 am the silver gums glowed while the frogs sang loudly through the bush.
Down at the bay the mist was thick: it was like looking down into an abyss, but the stillness was immense. And then the bird calls began from across the bay: lyre-birds, magpies, and many small wrens…
Walking back up to the ridge top in the mist was amazing; a deafening stillness with the occasional lyre bird calls- and the wonderful Angophoras at “Angophora corner”:
And who says there are no flowers in Autumn in Sydney: Mountain Devils (Lambertia Formosa), Woolsia Pungens, Banksia Spinulosa…. etc
An amazing Isopogon (“Rockiensis” perhaps) growing straight out of the rock face…
Gums startled by fire into crying shapes holding tightly to their existence, one looking like a Francis Bacon widely opened piece of butchery!
And because of all the mist this was a morning too for the myriads of tiny spiders opening their veils to all passers-by:
Finally reaching the top of the escarpment, clear of the morning mist, the panorama of the Hawksbury Sandstone ridge top spreading miraculously before us: