History isn't in your books, its out there
Every opportunity I get, I make my way out to Country to see what I can find. Today's adventure took me out to Birdlands Reserve, where I explored the wetland habitat of platypuses and birds, and then took a less travelled route to Bunjil's lookout. The lookout is one of those views you can see coming, but nothing prepares you for the majestic sweeping view you get as you round the bend and turn around. There are deep rolling hills carpeted in trees as far as the eye can see. In the distance, there is what you believe to be the far side of the Dandenongs, but it's so far away from you it's just the outline of a mountain. There are rolling hills with undisturbed trees that gently sway in the breeze to your right. Nestled in the view is Melbourne City. It looks so tiny, surrounded by trees, standing in the middle of the wilderness. You find it hard to believe that Melbourne is just a 30 min drive when you feel so far away. The view speak over an ancient landscape. It