Our visitors, from Australia, delightedly christened the long green border fence, ‘the rabbit proof fence’, which did rather amuse me. What amazed them was that miles and miles of concrete and steel fence topped with twists of razor wire then simply opened up at the main road with no crossing or check point. They saw the whole thing as utterly pointless and I must admit it’s always mystified me.
The long and short of it is that, sadly, yet another of the great tracks through the mountains is now a metalled road.
RIP, then, the Great Hatta Track.