Our camp is on a small ridge among the giant eucalypts deep in the Tarkines threatened forests. In an old growth forest area scheduled for logging, a short walk through the threatened forest is a mighty river.
Photographers, writers, painters and an artist who will make sculptures have been based among this threatened ancient forest.
Even a photographer with a travelling dark room has set up for the next two days.
Last night as we went off to sleep the call of the endangered masked owl was our sweet goodnight.
With the frogs croaking through the night, flocks of yellow tailed black cockatoos visiting each day and the moon rise off in the distance, our camp has been a wonderful example of what could be in an intact forest, an alternative to a logged landscape where all the ancient ecosystem is lost.