April 5th will go down as the date of the last Boera Bushwalk that I participated on, and it was a great return to the original days when we didn’t mess around with trying to climb the ridge that behinds Boera. Instead we went straight along the beach front, past the old jetty that goes no where (a failed attempt at fish harvesting) and around over rocks and stones until we reached the old beach and the original location of the old village.
From here we marveled at the Wallaby Grass and the mighty Pandanus and then wandered further along the coast to the coconut grove and the Mangrove stand, in what started to become a lengthy rest stop. But then we continued on and back towards Boera via the World War Two gun emplacement, still looking as solid as ever. As someone was mentioning that they were training for Kokoda, we opted to take on one more small hill before inspecting the town’s rain water tank and then dropping in to see the local school yard.
A great walk, good fun, a good sized group with a nice bunch of crew. The local guides almost outnumbered us, but they were all keen to show us around.
I will miss Boera.
