This Easter Monday I had the pleasure of going to Sherbrooke, in the Dandenong Ranges, and walk the falls track. I can’t remember the last time I walked this track. It was certainly longer than five years ago, or I would’ve written about it here. Nonetheless, the urge to return there was growing and thanks to an opportune time to rendezvous with family for lunch nearby, I’d figured I’d spend the morning there.