Gariwerd has been my lodestar since I was five.
In 1980 my parents bought a hundred acres of land they dubbed ‘Wartook Rise’, a small crest of bush and worthless farm land that sits in Wartook Valley below Gar (Mt Difficult) and the Asses Ears. On an exposed ridgeline of buckshot gravel they built a small tin shed, where we used to stay on weekends. Some of my earliest memories are of the redback spiders that nested in
