Another week at work then a trip with Kate, another locum Vet, to the Victorian Alps. It's 2 hours drive which soon passes under cruise control and we arrive in Mansfield. We take a drive around some lakes which reminds me a lot of the lake district and it's another moment of disorientation for me until we step out of the car and the smell of eucalpts and song of Australian birds orientates me once more. It's great after Tatura's flatness to have hills again. On Sunday we drive up to Mount Buller, essentially a ski resort, out of season with a rather deserted feel. It's a cold morning and as we drive up through forests, around hairpins the morning sunlight hits the ground in rays and steam rises.
Up at Mt Buller and it's 8 degrees, in warm clothing and hats we start our walk- beautiful views all around of fir-covered slopes. Soon we could shed our layers as the day warmed up but we did see a tiny patch of snow!
Another week at work then a trip with Kate, another locum Vet, to the Victorian Alps. It's 2 hours drive which soon passes under cruise control and we arrive in Mansfield. We take a drive around some lakes which reminds me a lot of the lake district and it's another moment of disorientation for me until we step out of the car and the smell of eucalpts and song of Australian birds orientates me once more. It's great after Tatura's flatness to have hills again. On Sunday we drive up to Mount Buller, essentially a ski resort, out of season with a rather deserted feel. It's a cold morning and as we drive up through forests, around hairpins the morning sunlight hits the ground in rays and steam rises. 
Up at Mt Buller and it's 8 degrees, in warm clothing and hats we start our walk- beautiful views all around of fir-covered slopes. Soon we could shed our layers as the day warmed up but we did see a tiny patch of snow!
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