I’ve always been fascinated by Australian Aboriginal Rock Art. Nothing beats that ancient art formed on cliff walls by the very first Australians. My photos on this post show a different kind of rock art.
The rock art in my photos is smaller and made by Mother Nature. My rocks, which are not my rocks per se, but belong to Cradle Mountain – Lake St Clair National Park, are in my opinion like beautiful, artistic maps, especially one which looks like a picture of Africa (as the one above).
These rocks may be found around the Enchanted Walk, which is a short walk where kids may also admire the landscape and almost interact with the wildlife. If lucky, they may even see a platypus or maybe more than one. We had a few wombats walking close to our feet.
The rocks may apparently support around 30 species of lichen. The lichen, a combination of algae and fungus, always occur together. I think these rocks look like the most expensive art work (like the one above, which also seems a bit like a bloody Christmas ham). Sorry, but I wasn’t swearing. It’s more like it looks stained with blood.
Why is it that I always love to pick up stones? However, these ones I couldn’t pick up. They were too big, apart from that they belong to the national park and people just cannot “borrow” rocks from national parks.
But next time you’re at a beach somewhere, you may see a woman with grey hair looking for pebbles and it could be me. My husband always stresses and wants to pull out his hair, the little he has left, when I want to bring a load of rocks or pebbles home. Especially when we had a caravan and I almost filled every cupboard with stones of some kind.
Here’s another map of an unknown country or continent. Maybe it’s a bit like Africa too with Madagascar on the wrong side. Or is it South America? It’s hard to imagine that nature is able to show such magnificent pictures on rocks. Or is it more like I’m a whacko? But then again; who doesn’t like rocks? Most women like rocks, at least of the more expensive kind. I like these better though.
Wow! Another one, which also looks incredibly beautiful. I wish I could have taken them home. But then the plane Hobart to Melbourne and then on to Perth wouldn’t be able to lift.
Last, but not least, here’s a photo of Dove Lake. It’s early morning at the old boat shed.
Cradle Mountain (1,545 m) with Dove Lake, which is 934 m above sea level. Cold and windy, but an amazingly beautiful area of Tasmania’s Wilderness Heritage Area.
This was a little bit about Tasmania and probably what most people would pass without looking twice. Not my blog post, of course. But are the stones too easy to walk past without looking? Not for me. But what do you think?
The two rocks below are from a different area of Tasmania. They’re not as dramatic as the ones above. Milder and prettier maybe. But still nice enough to include here.
This is all for now. When I return to Tasmania, I will look for more rocks.