I had read about glow worms and my curiosity was piqued. Since we were camping not 5 minutes drive from where a glow worm track could be found, hubby, me, the boys, and the not-yet one year old bub (who was in a sling) did the walking track, lead by an experienced scout leader who had done the trail before. It is long though, so be prepared to spend half the day doing this. We did 14 km all in all that day.
It is hard going uphill at first but becomes mostly flat. You can see some rail sleepers along the way and admire the beauty of the bush.
This is where we stopped for a snack.
You walk on for an hour plus before you get to the tunnel.
We walked in with one lead torchlight on low... and fumble about a bit
As we stood in the pitch darkness, the walls and ceiling started twinkling and 'stars' slowly appeared in front of our eyes. It's a little bit of magic...if you have ever seen fireflies light up a tree, you may know what I mean.
I didn't lug a tripod with me on a 14km hike, so could only do so much with the photo, but here it is, boosted.
The boys did well for something that wasn't related to pressing buttons on a remote. Number One whinged a bit, and asked why he had to come when some others had stayed back at camp. I said because it is a family activity and since he was a part of the family, he had to be there.
I think I like outdoor activities because we are 'forced' to be present. Many times, we are there but not present. We are present in our worries, in our chores yet undone, in our Facebook updates and our networked games and our work. When we are at camp, soaking in a creek; when we are trudging up a 45 degree hill, encouraging and helping each other; when we take in nothing but the perfect beauty God created... then, we are truly present.