In August I took myself on a morning hike at John Forrest National Park. There are numerous tracks at the park, and mostly I favour the hidden entrances the locals like to keep secret.
This particular day however, I drove to the main entrance and took a short stroll on the newly installed bridge, before heading off onto a track that I had actually never noticed before.
This pathway took me up the side of a hill and gave wonderful views of endless forest.
There were also some marvellous granite boulders which did tend to tease me into venturing closer.
Although tempting, I tend to stick to the tracks, this helps protect the bushland from disease which can be transferred from footwear.
As the weather had been unseasonably warm this winter, many of the plants were in flower. Some were only budding up, others though were in full glorious bloom.
There were plenty of birds about and bees, I didn't however see any kangaroos.
The water was extremely low in the stream that runs through this part of the park for this time of year, but at least there was enough to create a gentle flow, the trickling melody along with rustling leaves was deeply relaxing as I strolled by.
Being midweek I had the place pretty much to myself, I prefer it this way. It's easier to tune into the the forest energy when there are no other people around.
As is my way, I stop to take in the many wonders I passed.
I always seem to notice so many scenes that tantalise my senses, be it a bird high on a branch in the distance to moss or flowers, I notice everything.
I was going to split this post into two parts, but I decided not to as it breaks the flow.
I hadn't realised how much had captured my attention, and even after deleting those images that I wasn't happy with, there's still plenty to take you on a long midwinter meander through the stunning Western Australian bushland...
