The plan: the young ones would drive to the foot of the walking track, leave their car and walk to the picnic spot at the Mount Buffalo lookout, which has an elevation of about 1300 meters. (Their walk took about 2 hours, with lots of ups and ups.)
My role: drive to the picnic spot in Cedric-Neville (he has a new name since his relocation), with the picnic food, and then take the young ones back to their car when we were ready to head home.
The day: overcast and cool (or cold, depending on how acclimatised you are, after years in the tropics).
The verdict: what a splendid plan and picnic it was.
Here’s the view from the lookout, you can see the next state (New South Wales) on a good day.
There are lots of huge boulders balancing casually above the deep gorge.
This sturdy little shelter has fireplaces which would be welcome to tired, cold hikers. We just put on a few more layers and had our picnic outdoors. We’re such brave-hearts.
I reckon this warning sign shows a jaunty fellow clicking his heels and shouting “Ole” as he falls off the cliff.
The Mount Buffalo Chalet was opened in the early 1900s. There are big, expensive plans to redevelop the Chalet which is currently not in use. You can see an artist’s impression of the project, and read about the progress, or lack thereof here: Mount Buffalo Chalet
Fittingly, the weather vane at the apex of the chalet roof is a buffalo.
The snow season officially ends this weekend, but I hope to get out and cross country ski and snowshoe next winter. Let’s see if my plans come to fruition!