|Looking down on a mountain tarn|
|Mountains as far as the eye can see|
|Ideal spot for lunch|
|Deep water tarn|
|Wind swept alpine tree|
|Alpine growth a fairy meeting place!|
Striding out across the plateau in Mt Field National Park in autumn can be an accelerating experience. Whether stride is the right word or clamber closer to the truth is a matter of opinion. The climb to the snowfields after an hour of rock hopping and odd slide down on your backside encourages a sense of anticipation of what may lie ahead. The gray figures of dead trees trusting out between the crevice and rocky outcrops bears witness to the harshness of the climate here.
Our family has made many pilgrimages to these mountains and tarn shelf, viewing the fagus forest and alpine plants, this is the world of Tasmania's highlands rarely visited by the short term tourist. Try to visit in the autumn when the fagus trees are dressed at their best in soft fading colours. I have visit in the depths of winter when the rocky crevices are filled with snow. Once I took a Jamaican artist studying here up there in deep winter, he felt compelled to experience trudging through deep snow. He was so concerned about dying in the cold that he dress himself in my daughter's antarctic all weather suit. I don't know if you have ever seen a black man go red, but I did that day the sight was very amusing especially when he unzipped his jacket and let out enough steam to drive Watt's steam engine.
acrylic on board Peter Kreet