Made our way from the coast of Tassie into the hills and climbed  the Loongana range on our way back to the Gingerbread house in the old Myrtle forest. Familiar feelings of peace and good times came back as we climbed the winding narrow track through the forest.

Arrived at the house and opened it up and inspected it for water damage and such. It was surprisingly in good condition, as no one had stayed there much since we had left.

Woke up one morning feeling a bit cold, looked out to see snow on the ground. Soon after snow started to fall and add to the stuff already on the truck. Just another great experience in this diverse country we are lucky enough to have.