Burbury Lake 5 February 2008

The trip to Burbury Lake involved lots of lovely extensive vistas across valleys of wilderness. We really had hit the west coast! We walked along the Franklin River twice and marvelled at boulders in the river bed and imagined what it would be like when the snow and rain filled it up with powering water. However today it was very peaceful and leafy. We walked along yet another deep green track to Nelsons Falls and although beautiful we were hassled by a big bus load of oldies making lots of noise and pushing around at the viewing area – must be getting a grumpy old man (and woman) - we have been spoilt as crowds have not been part of our experiences. We found a great campground at Lake Burbury surrounded by a huge lake with majestic mountains capped with barren rocky outcrops that looked like snow. Obviously they have snow for long periods. Ironically the area is very reminiscent of Queenstown and surrounds in NZ, as this area is only 20kms from Queenstown, Tasmania! There was a wonderful peacefulness in the air which must come from being surrounded by the lake and the high mountains. You could have heard a pin drop and topped by a magnificent sunset!