Aiming to continue my pretentiously and only recently named Great West Trek, I caught the train to Warrimoo and started walking. Actually, I walked to the B-Line bus stop in Mona Vale, caught the B-Line to Wynyard, hopped on a suburban train to Central and then caught the train to Warrimoo. The result of all this faffing around was that I didn't start walking until nearly 10am, which had implications for later on in the day... There was little of interest to note in the first 5 km or so. I was following the old highway, parallel to the modern main road and usually far enough away to be pretty quiet. This being late winter, flowers provided some scenery along the route, even if not all the blooms were natives. Just past Valley Heights station, a small fire burned on the embankment, producing a little smoke and no visible flame. Unsure if this was someone burning off a bit of garden waste (tut tut) or something potentially more serious, I paid it little attention. Th...
Occasional ramblings (on foot and on the page) of someone who always likes to see what's around the next corner...