Click on the link for this month’s issue: 202003_nws_TT.pdf
Click on the link for this month’s issue: 202003_nws_TT.pdf
Previously, Mt Black Flora Reserve, now Dargile (Heathcote-Graytown) National Park (12,833ha).
Responsible Authority
Parks Vic
Acceptable modes of transit:
Foot, mountain bike, horseback, car
GPS coordinates & map
Lat -36.812552 Long 144.996543
Distance & duration
10.5km, 4 hours
Grading (using the Parks Vic Track and Trail Grading Manual):
Grade 3
Amenities:
The lookout has 2 picnic tables and 2 fire places
There is evidence of camping
Hazards
Limbs may fall, snakes, rough ground
Very loose stones on the steep ascent to Melville Lookout
No drinking water is available
There are multiple unsigned branching trails. Getting lost is a risk.
Restrictions
No dogs, cats, pets allowed
No firearms allowed
No drones without a permit
Trailhead & Informational Signs
There is no trailhead sign present
Directional signs / bollards or trail markers
The Melville lookout sign at the summit is damaged
There are no trail markers
Brochure (using the existing SRCMN / Strathbogie Shire format)
None available
Recommended works
Required
Improvement in trailhead and directional signs
Suggested
Development of designated car parking spaces at trailhead and base of trail up to Melville’s Lookout.
Littering and rubbish dumping clean up.
Conclusion
This is an established trail in current use. It has capacity for multi recreational use. There are several features of interest to make it worthy of promotion.
This gallery contains 2 photos.
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Within a second of this adult male Dusky Moorhen emerging from the water, the juvenile had pounced, snatched and was swimming off at a rate of knots.
Their hands when they touch
Flow from rolling of wrists
Each touch is a signal
Each touch is a kiss
Their fingers are folding
On whispers and secrets
Cupped hands are holding
All ahead that will be
Their fingers trace circles
On their palms telling futures
Tender are the touches
Of their hands as their tutors
Their hands rest together
One on top of the other
Their hands mark their measure
Their harmonious hands
Their hands spread out
Open and true
Telling each story
Each soul on view
Hands hold each heart
Supporting each core
Their hands do the learning
Of what more to adore
The extension of hands
The parallel lines
Pads of sensitive fingers
Their dreaming defines
There are fists and shaking
There are dips and rise
There are quivering fingers
Before flickering eyes
When hands arc with arms
To gracious embrace
The lovers say nothing
As hands touch each face
Delicate lines are drawn
Across soft skinned cheeks
Then with touches to lips
Mouths start to seek
Two seeing hands
guide the blind
Sensuous and caressing they massage
Four hands synchronise
to breathe in kind
Entwined
in waves of love
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