“It leapt across the flowing streams

And raced the pastures through;

It climbed the trees, and lit the boughs,

And fierce and fiercer grew.”

Henry Lawson – The Fire at Ross’s Farm

Mt Greville teased me for years. Many times I gazed at the deeply fissured monolith from across Lake Moogerah and wondered what it was called and how I could access it. However, upon returning home  I would forget about it until once again I was back at the lake conversing with this cheeky kookaburra. Continue reading →