TS6583 - Lionsville New South Wales, Australia
By Geocaching Australia on 12-Mar-23. Waypoint TP13519

I decided that it would be nice to get outside again with my good adventuring mate, C○3 ♀ Ɛ○<<○3. A plan was that we’d find something fun to do this weekend - rain, hail or shine. We got rain.

We left Lismore and on our way west the sky cleared up a bit, but once at Tabulam the dark clouds came back and the rain started. As we entered the forest there were patches of fog, quite heavy at times, but it only made the wet, glossy green vegetation even brighter and more inviting.

We were unsure of how far we could drive to this cache, but decided to leave the rig parked where North Ewingar Road ends and Lionsville Road begins. Even though everything was wet, the road wasn’t slippery.

From here we walked the trail - up and down a few easy slopes - getting closer and closer to GZ. We probably could have driven a bit further up this road, though some small trees have fallen and would need to be removed for my ute to pass them. The walk in the rain was refreshing though. A perfect temperature for walking. Not too warm, and not too cool to be uncomfortable in wet clothes. The company, conversation and setting were all perfect for a wet Sunday, and I can’t think of any conditions that could have been better for the pursuit of this trig.

We closed in on GZ. It looked a pretty steep climb from the trail up to the hill top where the trig is said to have been, so we walked on a bit further to see if there was an easier way. Eventually, a large log over the road, and an increased distance to GZ had us turn around. The GPS read about 125m from GZ when we found what we thought would be the best way up, and from there we pushed through the thick wattle and the vines of steel, climbing up bit by bit until C○3 ♀ Ɛ○<<○3 saw a familiar site.

The trig was like a few others out this way. The 2019 fires had caused the PVC mast to become quite flaccid, and even a quick lick would not rectify it. I imagine the journey to this trig after the fires would have been a lot easier than today, but bush bashing was just part of the fun. Photos were taken and then we left the trig, whose name plate is still attached and other that not being as erect as it once was - is still in good condition. I don’t think this one will get many visitors, other than the odd laughing cockatoo flying overhead.

Once back at the car we peeled all the leaches off us and drove back to Casino for a hot lunch. What a great day out. Come find this trig, if you dare.

Rated: for Overall Experience

C○3 ♀ Ɛ○<<○3

It was awesome to be back out in the bush with the adventure buddy today. Days like this are the best thing about coming "home" well before planned.

It was raining today making it all the more special I thought. At first the drops of rain were like sweet soft caresses on my warm dry skin, and before long I felt I was embraced by the rain, wet from head to toe. It's funny how when the rain isn't uncomfortable it doesn't feel any different from any other kind of weather. I was just me going for a walk in the bush with my buddy and the rain was coming along with us on our journey. A few leeches thought they could join us too, but they were not as welcome as the rain. haha.

Most of the way we were following a track and the last little bit was squeezing through some thick undergrowth and fighting our way free of vines. See pics attached. Part way up the hill I caught myself grinning from ear to ear. I was absolutely loving the bush bashing part of this adventure. I'm not sure why I find it so exhilarating, but I do. I was totally in my element at that point. I felt very much alive inside and out.

The trig point at the tippy-top of the hill, the aim of our walk, was looking a little down with the post and vanes bent over from the last bushfire to came through here. Unlike some limp objects, I found running my tongue along it did not make it rise again. hahaha.

So what were my little treasures today?
- a mocha funnily enough;
- leeches. Really. They were annoying, but they were something different, and I wasn't as phased by them as I thought I would be;
- that caressing rain and
- the misty cloud it formed, mingled with the green of our surrounds;
- cockatoos calling out of the tall trees above;
- the colour of the clay in the lower areas;
- shorter shorts. I'm only human.

Rated: for Overall Experience

MattyRx

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