This is one of those 'Penny went to Macetown, and all we got is this lousy drawing of a tree' situations. That's because I accidentally on purpose forgot the big, heavy camera.
Actually, the walk turned out to be easy and pleasant. It takes me just over 3 hours to walk 15 km and I arrived under that tree in good time for an early lunch and a bit of drawing. There is really not a lot left of Macetown. Just a couple of reconstructed buildings, some ruined walls and some clumps of these kinds of trees, the kind you find where humans have been living. When I arrived, I had the place to myself, but soon after other picnickers turned up... in 4 wheel drives, quads and mountain bikes, but no others on foot. I started walking back at about 2pm. On my way out, I was mostly in the shade of the hills, but now the sun had moved overhead and the bare hills were certainly quite blazingly bright. Fortunately, it wasn't too hot, so I got home under my own steam and even got my own glass of wine!
Addition: Mike did cook me a marvellous dinner all ready by the time I got home, and Antonia offered to rub my feet (after they were showered)...
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