Wild Dogs
Following on from yesterday’s Pencil Pines, I thought I’d share a few more. Aren’t they stunning. They aren’t actually pine trees. I am drawn to their shapes as they are so different from the gums that proliferate places I am most familiar with.
National Parks have done an amazing job. They have installed camping platforms and a toilet they empty with a helicopter. Neither are my favourite things, but, and a very very big but, is they reduce the impact of bush walker’s significantly. It’s amazing how huge the difference is. The surrounding area around the campsite is returning to pristine condition. There is no toilet paper under rocks or lurking behind every bush. There are few tracks other than those that have been maintained by the parks. There isn’t those huge areas of bare earth where campers put their tents. No fire scares. Banning fires seems to be a healthy action too. No trees stripped bare for firewood.
My initial reaction to these restrictions is often disgust of loosing my freedoms. BUT, the impacts of these measures is so obvious. I think they are leading the way in eco tourism and catering to the needs of the masses. By imposing such strict camping areas and minimal impact practices they are allowing masses of people to visit incredibly sensitive areas with minimal impact.
Congratulations is in order. Now, for the rest to look at how well they are doing… and make some local changes…
A gorgeous stand of Pencil Pines on the banks of a tarn with King David’s peak in the background at the Walls of Jerusalem.