There's something about The Treetop Walk

A sunny Saturday morning, we made our way to the top of the treetop walk.

Ten odd kms of rocky agony, I'm thankful you slaughtered me not.

Sandwiches filled with eggs, tomatoes, and the garment picnic ham you bought.

Your hands with mine, we made our way to the top of the treetop walk.



Signing off,
Barneysaurus