hanging rock

On Saturday I took my partner to Hanging Rock in Victoria for a birthday picnic. This unique volcanic area is chocoblock full of extraordinary history, and is geographically stunning - it was the first time we had headed out there, which is kinda crazy since it's only about an hour from our place. We climbed almost all the way to the summit (not rock climbing, well formed paths guided our way, but I was certainly a bit out of breath at the end!) and found a fantastic little precarious rocky spot to lay out my bag of goodies - an assortment of yummy food and wine. We just sat there for ages, watching: a mob of kangaroos play in a paddock far below and then move across the racecourse (neither of us had seen so many kangaroos at once) - a flock of sheep being herded into another paddock, their bleeting remarkably clear - and delighting in a sole hawk that hovered and soared and dived throughout our stay. All in all, a very perfect day. Here are a few little studies from one area, not sure how I feel about them.