The photos in this post were taken at Dog Rocks, Victoria, Australia. The traditional owners of this country are the Wathaurong aboriginal people. I recognise and respect their continuing connection to this country and their cultural beliefs and practices. This post is simply a reflection of how I felt when I visited Dog Rocks in October, 2019.
The last time I went out to Dog Rocks was the day after Uluru in the Northern Territory was closed to climbers. I felt I wanted to honour the occasion somehow. Ulura is a very long way from where I live so I went to the closest rock formation I know of. One of my daughters came with me.
It was an unusually warm spring day when we visited. We climbed the hill up to the rocky outcrop and found a wide rock ledge to sit on. We sat there in quiet contemplation from some time. A hawk appeared as if from nowhere. It gave a loud cry as it flew over our heads then flew off in a north westerly direction. It felt like confirmation that our presence on those rock at that time was not unwelcome.
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