Like many others who long ago saw the movie Picnic at Hanging Rock, I had always wanted to visit the film’s location. The movie’s setting added to the mystery of the story so I was thrilled when my daughter suggested we drive there.
Not far from Melbourne, this rocky hill rises over a flat landscape. We climbed through towering boulders where vegetation sprang to life from cracks. Moss blanketed ancient rocks while wind crept along the trail. It wasn’t a high or long climb, but every step brought a view to die for.