Rocky Cape reveals itself, one fortunate being

I wake up at the usual time. Itís yet another blue-sky crisp cold morning. The temperature is about -1.5 again. Today Iím going to take on the western end of Rocky Cape today, starting by walking up the road and onto the track starting at the base of Cathedral Hill.

Up the hill my big walk for the day really commences, over the first rise then through Postmanís Pass. There are magnificent views across Rocky Cape national park particularly out east over to Sisters Beach and beyond.

The track winds its way down through a valley and within an hour Iím at Cathedral Rocks. I wander around the small bay nearby to the Ďcathedralí rocks bearing down on me. The beach is covered with large white pebbles and thereís lots of dead wood around. I spend some time looking at the colours of the rock, from silver grey, washed out pinks, light and dark greens, and soft oranges. They are quite beautiful jutting out of the waves.

Cathedral Rocks, Rocky Cape In the scrub In a fern In the land

A quick bite to eat and Iím back on the track again heading further east. I reach the top of a hill with the path now leading sharply down but instead of heading down I back track for a bit until I reach the beginning of the Blandfordia Spur, a 30-40 minute track that takes me up and out of the valley and to the Inland track and nearby Tinkers Lookout. Itís a slow and steady climb. The sun is beating down on me, the views getting better and more vast with each step up I go, down towards Rocky Cape and my home-base and in the other direction towards Sisters Beach, Table Cape and beyond. There is barely a cloud in the sky.

By the time I reach the top I am covered in sweat. I take the path to Tinkers Lookout, strip down to my t-shirt, take in the cool breeze and eat some lunch. Itís worth the walk as the views are even more stunning from up here. I can see across the green or redish/brownish inland farm paddocks and mountains in the distance, over to The Nut and straight down onto home-base.

Once more Iím back on track heading back down towards Postmanís Pass and the last downward section of my walk before Iím back on the road heading towards the shack. All up Iíve been out for 4 and half hours walking, and I didnít come across one other soul during the whole walk. I havenít done this sort of walking in years and it feels great but Iím sure tomorrow my legs will be stiff.

Back at the shack I pack my bags and head to Burnie, and a hotel room for the night. When in Burnie I write up the previous few days activities and think about the days walk. My mind was quite scattered today, but at the end of the walk I felt like that I had much more of a grasp about the place that I am staying at. Having now climbed up some of the hills and through the valleys as well as exploring some of the bays and viewing the other end of the park, it has put into much better context for me. Itís a beautiful park, so very quiet at this time of year.

As I drove into Burnie I stopped to get petrol for the car, the service station attendant says to me, Ďwhat have you been up to today?í I tell him that I have been wandering around Rocky Cape, and he says, Ďoh nice, I really should go there one dayí. This makes me feel very fortunate that I am here, on this residency, being allowed to do the things that I am doing, but then Iím bought back to reality as look around sitting in a hotel room in the middle of downtown Burnie, anyway, tomorrow Iím heading east so this will help lighten the amount of driving required.