Day 2 and the vista looked splendid. Despite my fingers seeming to freeze as I released the tent and repacked my backpack, the sun shone and the landscape sparkled after the evening’s shower of rain – any dust in the air was long gone.
I hadn’t been walking for long when I could see the next railway bridge down the line. This time the bridge was taking a long haul over the Derwent River. Again, I wasn’t prepared to play with my life and try to cross it. Instead, I detoured after finding a gate with an easy slip fastener and walked up a soft vehicle track. I saw rich green paddocks everywhere.
Before long I had walked over the hilltop and could see a couple of houses.
And then I was following a curving track across the property expecting eventually to return to Glenora Road.
Not far along, I passed a gigantic pivot irrigation structure.
The morning was truly marvellous. The location was magnificent.
I felt all the happier when a couple of the property owners drove past and waved cheerily. At the time I thought it strange they didn’t stop to talk which is something country people normally do (and, after all, I was on their private land), but when I reached the road I realised they had been having a laugh at my expense. The gate was padlocked and unclimbable. One fence was electrified and the other barbed. Fortunately, I was able to make my own way around this obstacle and get to the main road. It was then I could see I had been on the property named Ivanhoe.
You can see my red gloves on top of the stone fence; by the time I was on the outside of Ivanhoe, I had warmed up and no longer needed them.
The Ivanhoe property is for sale if this interests you and you have over $3.6 million in loose change hanging around.