Trail Down

The lower slopes were a fresh pea green with all the different grasses, flowers and trees including cinnamon, cypress and beech. Then the tree line stops and towering above is this dramatic escarpment (Anita was whinging about the lack of black cabs).

Carved Face

This enchanted wood was full of whacky carvings, quite surreal.

Sculpture Park

Part way up the mountain is this scuplture park, fallen trees carved by local craftspeople - a wild pig and a goddess - and Anita somewhere in between the two.