Our friend Lillian's daughter, Jocelyn, and Sweat Bucket race down the path. Actually we were heading up the trail, but had stopped for a rest in a pavillion. The path just went up and up and up and it was HOT, HOT, HOT! We ended up going back down to the carpark where they sold - you guessed it - ice cream.
We vow to return when it's cooler in the autumn. There's a whole network of trails in the area.