Introduction to today's journey
Hidden away in the scenic hinterland, Wamuran reveals itself as a quaint village steeped in history and charm. Originally inhabited by the Indigenous people of the region, Wamuran's early settlement traces back to the nineteenth century when European pioneers ventured here in search of fertile land. The village flourished as farms and orchards were established. However, it was the introduction of the railway in the late 19th and early 20th centuries extending from the main line at Caboolture inland to Kilcoy that transformed Wamuran. For many years the railway line transported the produce from these rich lands until it was eventually abandoned and dismantled into today's rail trail. As you explore Wamuran's farmland and streets and soak in its rustic atmosphere, the blend of historical resonance and natural beauty creates an inviting allure for those seeking a glimpse into Queensland's fascinating past.
Today's journey descends from Dahmongah Lookout Park through Delaneys Creek State Forest into Wamuran Basin. I follow the basin down to Wamuran and cross the D'Aguilar Highway to follow the recently opened rail trail to Caboolture, where I watch the sunset from Centenary Lakes Park to close off the first section of this trek.
Distance hiked today: 30.4km
Total distance hiked: 214.7km
Today's Journey
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The sky is dawning a brilliant red at Dahmongah Lookout, painted by the ash from the Hunga Tonga-Hunga Ha’apai volcano eruption a few weeks ago. This volcanic ash has dispersed across the upper stratosphere, casting a vivid hue over the entire southern hemisphere. As I am standing here, I am taking in the breathtaking view, with the distant lights of Wamuran and Caboolture twinkling like stars on the horizon. These towns are my destinations for later today, once I descend from the plateau. The air is crisp and cool, and the landscape is bathed in the soft, early morning light. This moment feels almost surreal, a perfect blend of natural beauty and the awe-inspiring power of nature’s forces. I am filled with anticipation for the day’s journey ahead, to complete the first leg of this amazing trek. |
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After the sun has risen, casting a golden glow over the landscape, I depart Dahmongah Lookout and briefly following the bustling Mount Mee Road. The road is alive with the early morning activity of locals starting their day. Fortunately it is not long before I turn off onto the much quieter Pedwell Road, a welcome change from the main thoroughfare. This road winds its way through lush farmland, where the fields are a vibrant green, thanks to the recent rains. The air is filled with the scent of fresh earth and blooming wildflowers, and the gentle sounds of farm life create a peaceful soundtrack to my journey. The rolling hills and well-tended pastures are a testament to the hard work and dedication of the local farmers. This serene stretch of road is a perfect start to what promises to be another day of discovery and adventure. |
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As I continue trekking, the sealed road changes to a gravel path, and soon enough, the gravel road ends at the edge of the plateau. Here, the journey takes a more rugged turn as the path continues as a dirt firebreak, winding its way up the hill into the dense greenery of Delaney Creek State Forest. This forest is a haven of biodiversity, with Delaney Creek beginning its journey to my left, eventually joining Neurum Creek further downstream. Together, these waters form the main stream that feeds into the expansive Somerset Dam, a crucial water source for the region. The climb is invigorating, and upon reaching the top of the hill, I am greeted by a breathtaking view. From here, I follow a horse trekking track descending the ridge, leading me in the opposite direction into the Wamuran Basin. The descent is steep and thrilling, with the landscape unfolding before me in a tapestry of rolling hills and verdant valleys. |
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The track ends at the top of R Williams Road, which continues a moderate descent, winding its way down through the lush landscape through acreage farms. As I descend, the road gradually eases off, revealing an awe-inspiring view of the Glasshouse Mountains in the distance. These ancient volcanic peaks, are a tantalising glimpse of the next leg of my trek. The sight is truly breathtaking, with the jagged silhouettes of the mountains standing majestically against the sky. I continue my descent, now following R Samson Road, leading me deeper into the Wamuran Basin. The road is lined with tall trees and vibrant undergrowth, creating a serene and picturesque pathway. Eventually, I reach the bottom of the basin at Jackson Park, a site steeped in history as an early settlement camp. The park is a peaceful haven with a bubbling brook passing by, with remnants of the past whispering stories of the pioneers who once called this place home. It is a perfect spot to pause and reflect. |
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After following Basin Road through the tranquil basin, I reach Campbell’s Pocket Road, the main artery descending from the Mount Mee Plateau. This road is notoriously narrow and winding, making it too dangerous for pedestrians. Fortunately, my earlier discovery of the route through Delaney Creek State Forest provided a safer and more scenic alternative. Now, at the bottom of the valley, I am finding that there is enough verge along the side of the road to follow safely. The verge is lined with wildflowers and tall grasses, creating a natural buffer between me and the occasional passing vehicle. The air is filled with the sounds of birds and the rustling of leaves, adding to the serene atmosphere. |
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Fortunately, after a short distance, the verge widens into a broad footpath, making for a much more pleasant and safer walk. This path meanders through the picturesque Wamuran Valley, where lifestyle farms dot the landscape. The farms are a charming mix of well-tended gardens, grazing livestock, and quaint homesteads, each one a testament to the rural lifestyle that thrives here. The air is filled with the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass, and the occasional sound of farm animals adds to the idyllic atmosphere. As I am strolling along, I am taking in the serene beauty of the valley, appreciating the peacefulness and the sense of community that these farms represent. This part of the trek is a delightful contrast to the rugged trails and dense forests I have traversed, offering a glimpse into the harmonious blend of nature and agriculture that defines this region. |
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Shortly before reaching the quaint Wamuran Village, I cross the bridge over the upper Caboolture River. The opaque brown river is swollen from recent rains. From this point onwards, I will be following the river downstream, its course guiding my journey. Once across the river, I reach the very busy D’Aguilar Highway. This major roadway stretches inland from Caboolture towards Kilcoy and beyond, serving as a vital link for the communities nestled in the hinterland. The highway is bustling with activity, a stark contrast to the serene paths I have been traversing since leaving Brisbane seven days ago. The noise is a bit overwhelming but I press on crossing the road and walk through the village. |
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Wamuran was once a bustling sawmilling town, with a railway line extending from Caboolture to transport the abundant logs into Brisbane. This railway, which played a crucial role in the town’s development, was closed in 1996. The tracks were dismantled and the route was transformed into a beautiful parkland. Today, a newly opened walking track winds through this parkland, offering a serene and scenic path for the final eleven kilometres of this leg into Caboolture having already trekked just over two hundred kilometres from Brisbane. I rest at the start of this trail for lunch, anticipating the walk ahead amongst the drone of the nearby busy highway. |
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I begin following the very level track along the old railway. The new track is freshly sealed making a welcome relief from the undulations of the ranges in recent days. The track passes under the highway before going through a cutting in a small hill to reach a sawmill, the last remaining vestige of what was once a thriving timber industry in this area. In its heyday, this mill was a bustling hub where timber was loaded onto trains bound for Brisbane, a vital part of the region’s economic lifeblood. Today, the scene is quieter, but the mill still stands as a testament to the area’s rich history. Now, the timber is transported by road, with trucks rumbling along the D’Aguilar Highway just on the other side of the mill. The highway, a modern artery of commerce, contrasts sharply with the historical charm of the old sawmill. |
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The sealed path follows the old railway line, tracing its route over the gravel bank. Various remnants of the railway have been thoughtfully repurposed for the walking and cycling track, adding a touch of history to my journey. This rail trail was built after the railway was dismantled in 1996, transforming the old tracks into a beautiful parkland that opened recently1. As I am walking, the track straightens and the landscaping becomes more elaborate, with manicured gardens and native plants lining the way. The rolling hills of Wamuran gradually give way to the residential suburbs of Caboolture, where the flat terrain of the flood plain offers a different kind of charm. The transition from rural to suburban is seamless, and the path is a testament to the community’s effort to preserve the historical significance of the railway while providing a scenic and practical route for modern-day explorers. Each step along this trail is a journey through time, blending the past with the present in a harmonious and engaging way. |
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I reach the end of the rail trail just across the road from Caboolture Station. Here the old railway joined the main trunk line that stretches up and down the Queensland coast. The station is bustling with activity, and across the road, numerous commuter trains are parked, ready for tomorrow morning’s rush into Brisbane City, a little less than 50 kilometres away via a direct route. Reflecting on my journey, I realise that the not-so-direct route I have taken from Brisbane to Caboolture, winding over the D’Aguilar Range, has covered over 200 kilometres. This path has been filled with stunning landscapes and rich history, making every step worthwhile. From here, I turn right for a short walk into the heart of Caboolture town centre, eager to explore its offerings and reflect on the incredible trek that has brought me to this point. The town centre promises a blend of modern amenities and historical charm, a fitting end to this leg of my journey. |
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After hiking through the bustling Caboolture town centre, with its mix of modern shops and historical buildings, I head a little further to Centenary Park, nestled on the banks of the Caboolture River which I have followed downstream from Wamuran. This park is a serene oasis, offering a perfect spot to reflect on my journey. As I am settling in, the sky begins to transform with the colours of the setting sun. The final dramatic sunset of this leg of my trek is painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, casting a warm glow over the river. The water is reflecting the vibrant colours, creating a mesmerising scene that feels like a fitting conclusion to my adventure. The tranquillity of the park, combined with the beauty of the sunset, provides a moment of peace and accomplishment, closing off the first leg of this trek in a truly memorable way. I am filled with a sense of gratitude and anticipation for the next chapters of my journey hiking through South East Queensland. |
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