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Happiness Is The Road
We were quite sad to leave Mt Trio as it had been such a lovely place to stay but onward we must go. After brekky we hit the road. The mountains looked very dramatic and brooding today as they were shrouded in cloud and mist. We had decided to go back to the Porongurup Range today to do the Hayward Peak and Nancy Peak walk. This was a great walk that I did back in November. When we got to the car park the dark clouds looked a bit threatening but there were patches of blue peeking through. We set off on the five and a half kilometre trail and hoped for the best. There was absolutely no one else about which was brilliant. The walk climbed steadily to the top of Hayward Peak, a granite outcrop, onward to Nancy Peak and then down and back to the car park on a track through the tree lined valley. It didn't rain but at the top of the peaks it got pretty cold and very windy. The view though across the flat farmland and to the Stirling Range was incredible. It was a lot more lush and far greener here than back in November. Once back at the camper van we had a spot of lunch and went to find somewhere to stay for the night. As the Porongurup Range Caravan Park was closed we headed to the town of Mount Barker which was about 20 kilometres away. We found the caravan park here and got a nice quiet spot. There were a lot of black crows and magpies here and soon after we had settled in they came over on the scrounge for food. They were squawking away outside and they seemed quite aggressive. Later on when Jay was coming back from the loo she saw two of these magpies attacking a fluffy baby bird. With hindsight she wouldn't have got involved but she tried to intervene and stop this nastiness. This was a bad move as the birds took massive offence to being messed with and flew at Jay chasing her all the way back to the camper van. I was awaiting Jay's return and suddenly the door was flung open, Jay threw herself in and slammed the door shut. Her hair was ruffled and her distress was clear from the startled look upon her face. She conveyed to me what had just happened and we both then looked through the window in horror to see these birds outside, looking extremely angry and menacing and making a nasty squawking noise. As if to make a point one of them shat on our concrete slab.They wanted a fight and hung around for ages. It was horrific and like a scene from Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds! We holed up until dark before we could venture back out to the amenities again. When we did we emerged with some trepidation but luckily the killer birds had flown home to sleep. We eventually managed some sleep ourselves and just hoped that the birds wouldn't be back again in the morning bruising for a fight.
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