Some places never leave you, they infiltrate your mind, body and soul, elevating the senses whilst offering a profound relief of inner clarity. For me, Bathurst Harbour in Tasmania’s Southwest has proven to be such a place.
Here, the remote and ancient wilderness evokes memories of the land’s past. With prehistoric remnants of its glacial heritage exposed in the distinctive quartzite rocks and unique vegetation stemming back to the lands primal beginnings, this rugged and stoic terrain embodies the endurance of another time. Yet today, fears for this landscape grows as climatic conditions now threaten our most precious wilderness regions. Fuelled by the sublime beauty, meditative solace and empathy for this landscape, I reflect on our profound and sometimes lost innate relationship with nature.