Gidday all,

Had a good weekend, went back up to Loongana to visit, spent a couple of days catching up and lazing around. Went up the road and were guided into the Forest to where the treehouse is. There it stood, defiantly hanging onto the massive murtle that has held it up for decades. The years of neglect have taken their toll, but it proudly sits high in its forest home. The swinging bridge that leads to the front door dared me to try, but I didn’t. What a magical home it would have been in it’s day in the canopy of that ancient forest.