Daily Photo – Snow On The Rock & Pillar Range
There’s something deeply humbling, and slightly alarming, about rounding a bend to find a geological titan swallowing the horizon. Spread out before me was the Rock and Pillar Range, vast and imposing in a humble sort of way. The range didn’t peak in the sharp, dramatic fashion of the Southern Alps. Instead, it rose in a massive, undulating wall, with deep, icy gullies that looked from a distance like the face of a wrinkled old man, showing the weariness of time. Below this blanket of winter, the lower foothills rested in a desolate expanse of dry tussock, with weather-beaten rock formations littering the ground in every direction.
The contrast was striking. A clear blue sky above a frozen mountain range, and a prehistoric plain at my feet. I pulled the car over at a signposted rest stop, mesmerised by the sheer, unbothered scale of it all. Time seemed to stand still, frozen like the surrounding landscape.
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