We went on the 1 hour walk to the sinkholes this morning and managed to stay reasonably dry. It was like walking through the forests of Lord of the Rings, everything was mossy and green and so peaceful. We saw lots of burrows and hidey-holes but no animals, I imagine it would be thriving at night with Tassie devils and quolls, it was too rainy last night to go spotlighting. Besides, it's still light at nearly 10pm. The sun goes down just before 9 due to Daylight Saving then there's ages of twilight.
This afternoon we went for a drive around without the 'van to see further up the road at Lake Chisholm and Milkshake Hills. Lake Chisholm was lovely, it's a large sink hole that is permanently filled with water. It had more of the same sort of forest – massive trees, tree ferns covered with maidenhair ferns and ground covered in moss. The bridge to Milkshake Hills looked a little dubious to cross as a few large logs had hit it during previous flooding and it was sitting at an odd angle. There was a track next to it through the riverbed that looked like it was being used as an alternative crossing but it was a little deep and water was flowing very quickly so we decided to give it a miss and turned back.
I think Geoff thought he was a rally driver on the way back to camp, he had Bing rather concerned in the back seat with Erin and I and Sid reading the road turns off the
