week twenty | warburton, vic

Melbourne cup day really sprung up on me out of nowhere this year and so I was pretty happy to invite myself along to a country hike that my wonderful friends Clare and Kym had planned. We set off in the early afternoon with the hopes of a small hike and some fresh air. Lucky for us the mountains are always closer than expected and we arrive in fresh, tiny, perfect, Warburton at around three and were off our short hike to the top of the falls. These waterfalls almost mark the start of what later becomes the Yarra, the huge river that snakes through the middle of Melbourne. I love being out of the city sometimes and it was the perfect way to escape the race that not only stops the nation but sadly the lives of a couple of beautiful horses this year.

The hike was lovely, not to long, quite busy (probably because of the public holiday) and it was a great day for it. Not too hot with a slight breeze coming through the palm trees. It’s all uphill, and I, as always, lamented at my fitness levels but god it was lovely. To top of the beauty of our surrounds was the fact that the three of us were just thrilled to be (FINALLY) on a hike club adventure, a concept that had been developed earlier this year and was part of the process of starting up this blog. 

Once we had finished our hike we headed into town for post hike fresh juice and then Kym took us to a very cool hidden forest that I wont write much about due to it’s top secret location and also because that means it will hopefully get it’s own post soon when I finally get back there.

It was a great day. It was great that hike club truly became a thing, it was great that I could spend some much needed time with Kym and Clare, and it was great that we could get out of town for a bit on a day I don’t overly enjoy. However one of the very greatest things about this trip was that as we were driving back through town on our way home it dawned on me that I had visited Wurburton one time before, over a year ago, on one of the greatest roadtrips of my life with my big sis Carter. What has become an almost legendary tale of our ten hour drive from Melbourne to Canberra is now much more readable on a map – and who knows, maybe one day Carter and I will be back and we can go on a hike and enjoy it as much as Kym, Clare and I did.

5/5 REALLY TALL TREES