
And the rain- well, intermittent it may be, but when it comes it comes in spades. Anne had to have her dressing changed this afternoon and as I sat in the hospital waiting for her it was so solid we couldn't see the car park outside. Then there is the hail..... nuff said!

There has been logging here since the 1800s, and there is still a large sawmill in the town. One tree felled in 1901 was 87 mtrs, (270 ft), and they regularly reach 70 mtrs. They can live up to 300 years. Much of the forest we see today in this area was completely cleared in the 20s and 30s, and has grown again since then.

These days most fire watching is done from planes, but occasionally when planes cannot fly a warden will still use some of these. Tourists are allowed to climb if they dare, but today is not the day with rain and high winds.
In the early days these huge logs were moved by horse and bullock, with the leading edge lifted by a pair of wheels to stop them digging in. Then they were winched onto a rail car, and taken to Pemberton to be milled. They are still milled there, but now they are transported by road
Between the downpours we enjoyed our day, driving the forest trails. There are good sized rivers here, which run year round, as well as lakes and reservoirs in the forest. Well worth a visit, we will stay here tomorrow I think to see a bit more.
Hopefully this bl**** weather will improve!!!
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