Years ago we drove north from Traralgon to Licola, a tiny speck on the Macalister River nestled in the foothills of the Great Dividing Range. It was delightful so we decided to revisit the area. This time we were aiming for the Alpine National Park NE of Licola but took a side trip on the way to explore the Glenmaggie Flora Reserve.
Commonly known as horse dropping fungus for obvious reasons
That proved to be an interesting little diversion! After a false start (we had to go back for insect repellent when the mozzies discovered mozzie-magnet me!) we headed off into what is one of the last remaining patches of Box-Ironbark forest in Gippsland. Although the reserve is home to a number of wildflowers we saw few and sadly no orchids which are known to grow there. But we saw lots of grasses, some fungi and a number of small birds - and trees. It was a pleasant walk - that is until we hit the flooded creek!
This is the swollen creek!
I mean to say it was flooded right across the track with no way across other than to wade across knee deep. Later in the day perhaps we would have done that but not then. Fortunately we found a break in the fence and skirted the ‘lake’. Getting back on track was entertaining - for others maybe! Agile Lindsay climbed over the fence but me with visions of being forever tangled in barred wire or falling and breaking something, skinnied under it. Now when I say ‘skinnied’ I mean I made like a giant caterpillar and went under on my belly and knees. You had to be there!🤣
There’s little at Licola apart from this shop, a camp and the stunning silent beauty.
Wonderful driving through rocky cuttings along side the river.
By the time we got up to Licola we had time for only a short sticky nose into the National Park with a promise to return. It was rather magnificent in the sunshine and we drove home into a glorious sunset. More was to come .....
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