I had every intention of going for a ride or big walk on Sunday. The weather forecast wasn’t the best but I’ve never let that stop me.
But when I woke up and heard the rain coming down, all my enthusiasm disappeared. That’s what a cold, grey, wet Melbourne morning can do to a person.
By the time I’d had coffee, breakfast and watched the morning current affairs programs, the clouds had started breaking up a bit. Not enough to think blue skies were around the corner, but enough to think a short walk might be in order.
It was then I thought the day might be a great opportunity to finally have a look at the Organ Pipes National Park.
It’s on the fringe of Melbourne’s northern suburbs and I’ve driven past its turn-off plenty of times on the way out of the city for a walk and on the way back again.
It’s an interesting little park. Formally farm land that was given to the Crown after the death of its owner, and then made a national park in 1972. It’s slowly being rehabilitated with native vegetation. Native wildlife have appreciated the changes with birds and wallabies returning to the area.
The main feature of the park is, obviously the “organ pipes” – 20 metre high basalt columns on Jacksons Creek, a sign of the area’s volcanic past. Other geological features include the Rosette Rock and Tesselated Pavement.
It’s a family friendly place, with plenty of picnic tables scattered about under the trees. The tracks are short, wide and flat. Unfortunately it’s not the most peaceful park, with the constant hum of traffic from the nearby Calder Freeway. It’s also near Melbourne Airport and planes were taking off directly overhead. I didn’t mind the planes so much though as I’m a bit of a plane spotter and can spend ages watching them take off and land. It’s the travel bug in me I think.
While the park may not be a wild wilderness, it’s still a nice patch of bushland close to the city and worth a visit.