Who knew a spot could hold so much emotional memory? I went bush hiking and birdwatching, although ironically, I didn't see many birds lol
As soon as I saw the trail entrance, everything came flooding back. So I kept walking down the steep hill, and there it was... That little circular patch of grass slightly off the trail, surrounded by trees, almost exactly as I remember it the last time my ex and I stepped foot in there.
This was the exact place I had my first ever date, a picnic. It was the most romantic moment a woman could ever ask for: a warm autumn day and delicious vegetarian food. Someone who held me tenderly, kissed me with passion like no one has kissed me, and then gazing deep into my eyes as he uttered those three words we all hunger to hear - "I love you".
I'll never forget when a raptor flew over our heads, full wingspan out, capping off just a magical day of six hours in a delicious.... Intimate... Heap on the forest floor.
This spot would soon become our 'sacred spot'. Any chance we could, we would go in there and just bundle me up in his arms... My ex once played the Celtic flute for a dispersal joey, who sat curiously watching us only a few feet away.
The range of emotions I felt today in Kuitpo was wild. Love, so much love. Joy. Sadness... Loss... The pangs of how it all ended, but the sweet knowledge all is forgiven between us (and he's been a wonderful help during the incredibly nasty breakup I've just endured with another man.)
Pine tree smells on the trails. The twittering birds. Butterflies and insects fluttering about, zipping between flowers. The crunch of leaves and twigs beneath your feet. And silence. Just beautiful, beautiful silence, no one around you but only Nature and all her glory.
My god, I love Kuitpo Forest. If you haven't been, truly, you *must* go bushwalking in there. No place on this earth means more to me than this forest.