Day 129 Razorback Ridge

up there

Monday 23rd August, 2021 20.5km

2675.3 / 2423.6km

The moon had me fooled as I jumped out of bed thinking it was light. But I decided to pack up anyway and hit the road just as the sun came up.  A little bit dangerous on the narrow road but no traffic came until fully light.

The trail then turns and climbs the range again.  I've looked at the profiles of the trail and it seems I climb the range every day.

The people along here seem to fence the verge as much as they can and that makes it hard to get off the road when a car comes. One little shock from an electric fence, I don't know how people with animals cope.  These fences aren't temporary and since every one seems to do it there's not much road verge left.

Up top a place called "The Ark"
Up top of this climb is a place with a sign "The Ark".  Interesting that all I could see was rubbish. They had a few boats but not one of them looked like they would float.

Finally over the top then down I go again. There are also a lot of properties with this wildlife refuge notice.  On a lot of these I get the feeling there is an ulterior motive but the one today seemed genuine with all fences plain wire and where animal trails cross the road the bottom two wires were twisted together to give more headroom.

Going back down
The trail eventually pops out onto another main road. There was a roadside stall but no citrus just potato and pumpkins. 

Should I bring a dog?
As it was fairly early I decided to tackle another climb up Razorback Ridge Rd. It was hot and I had two goes at it and then rested at the top. There are some trail angels offering a camp which in the book is called Timbertop Retreat, an old health spa. But now it's called Mountain View Cavoodles. They still offer a camp site with showers and toilets.  I set up the tent under the roof of the shed. Beware the curious horses though. At about 5pm I was invited to the dog patting time where the dogs are let loose and I ended up with up to 5 wanting attention. A marvellous stress relief. Brian and Dianne invited me for dinner which is much appreciated at any time. Dianne likes Pepsi Max. A lady of taste.

A wombat hole ?
A walk back to the shed and a rearrangement of chairs so the horses couldn't nibble the tent and I slept well through the wind and the rain. 