I didn't know how I'd go with this one. I wasn't sure of property access, or appropriate parking - but found it all relatively simple. This may have been made easier as only a couple of months ago the whole area was ravaged by bushfires, so I didn't have any weeds, grass or lantana to contend with today. I parked to the northern side of the trig, and made my way up an old fence line that leads right to the top of the hill. Everything had been incinerated - the fire must have been really hot, as grass wasn't growing here. Most places were lush green from the recent rains, but not this little hill.

As I got to the top, I saw the trig - the poor thing has a limp mast, which is letting his vanes dangle down low. Poor old trig did well not to receive more damage than this I suppose. Great to find it at the top though. Some great views too - the Clarence River can be seen snaking it's way around the lush countryside.

Was really glad to be able to put my name to this one. Hopefully someone replaces his mast with a more erect version soon.

Rated: for Overall Experience.