18-year-old freelance videographer, photographer and writer living in the south of Adelaide. View my portfolio and blog at www.livinglifelost.com
Published August 24th 2018
Want to get out this spring? Follow this simple advice
Victor Harbour is a bit of a soft spot for me. Since migrating to South Australia from England in 2007, this wonderful and nostalgic place has been frequented by my family and I several times per year. Our visits always come down to simple tradition.
We head to the bluff first, climb it, appreciate the view, look for whales, and then come down. We then drive to the township and stock up on hot jam doughnuts (always from the cart by the Granite Island bridge) and coffee. Relax and enjoy. Walk over to Granite Island, do a lap, walk back. Get in the car, drive to Freeman's Knob, pick up fish and chips on the way. Walk around Freeman's Knob, and finally go home, falling asleep in the back of the car on the way. Extra points if this is done on a rainy Sunday. Believe me when I say, as an 18-year-old, there's still not many ways I'd rather spend a day, and as far as family days out go, Victor Harbour is up there on the list.
Hugging Cleland Wildlife Park, Waterfall Gully in the Adelaide Hills is a quiet and peaceful stroll through a series of waterfalls, with my (subjective) favourite being at the beginning of the walk. I ventured to this magical place last weekend and spent a few hours wandering and soaking up the natural, peaceful aura of the place. Nothing but the chirping of various species of birds, the occasional rustling of wind in the trees and the rhythmic, lulling sound of the waterfalls permeates the air.
The Adelaide & Mount Lofty Botanic Gardens are true gems for any photographer or adventurer. Not only the quality but also the sheer quantit, of life that is found within the walls during the wintertime is simply breathtaking. A friend and I went to Adelaide's version and were stunned by the massive size of the place just as much as the beauty. The teeming plant life & chirping of various species of birds surrounded us as we wandered the tree-enclosed and plant-lined paths of the mystical, Lord-of-the-Rings-esque garden.
The Mount Lofty equivalent is just as sunning, and spread out over a hillside. Featuring a natural lake at the bottom of the hill it makes for a serene and encchanting afternoon.
If you're a fan of places that still swallow you up, where you experience a new part of life, or where you discover a new species of bird or lizard even after you've been there ten times, then Kuitpo Forest is the destination that you need to visit, and a lot more than once.
I've visited this magical stretch of forest more times than I can remember, and am struck every time by the pure vastness of the trees just as much as I am by the beauty. On a warm, cloudless day I visited, and I can honestly tell you that this place is the dictionary definition of serenity. Only, and I mean only, the swaying of leaves can be heard, occasionally chorused by the irregular chirp of a bird.
We sit here, windows down, on a deserted stretch of gravel road, far from the din of cars and horns, the breeze tantalisingly but pleasantly swaying away the heat that builds in the car. Rows upon rows of neat, organised pines grow ruler-straight, vertically into the air, and at their bases lie a tangle of shrubs, saplings and fallen branches. The forest is a deep green, the result of the millions upon millions of pine needles that lace each delicate branch. I've never been in a place as peaceful as this. As Louie (my three-year-old border collie) and I leave the car, at first the gravel crunches underfoot, but is soon replaced by fallen pine needles, shrubs and bark. Looking up into the dappled sky, clear blue fights for a spot in my spectrum, but is defeated by the pine needles atop the trees. As the breeze rushes through the forest, the eerie creaking of the trunks is heard, and various native species of bird are seen, enjoying the gentle ride, perched atop the swaying trees.