Falls Creek in December - andrewsadventures
The way back to the lake, in the 3rd valley. I was alone on the roof of Australia. For miles and miles there seemed not to be a soul. Once in 2.5 hrs I thought I heard distant voices but wasn't sure. The isolation was stunning and the mountain trails beautiful to run. In fact I had no choice because of the cold...

The way back to the lake, in the 3rd valley. I was alone on the roof of Australia. For miles and miles there seemed not to be a soul. Once in 2.5 hrs I thought I heard distant voices but wasn't sure. The isolation was stunning and the mountain trails beautiful to run. In fact I had no choice because of the cold...