Next I stopped at Reg Bond Reserve and this place was hit a lot harder than Kings Meadow. Paths disappearing in the water, picnic tables all but submerged and the BBQ's completely out of sight.
The lovely grassed area flooded and the more I ambled on the more the reserve took on a very mystical vibe. With most of the trees underwater it was as if I had stepped into a new land completely, the water enticing me to move deeper into this new liquid realm.....
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