AIMING HIGH- SHOOTING HIGHLINING PHOTOGRAPHY AT BEECHMONT

I got a slackline for Christmas a few years ago. After the classic Aussie Chrissy lunch, my sisters and I headed out to the front lawn to set it up. I remember grabbing hold of each of my sister’s shoulders as I wobbled on the line.

The slackline stayed set up for weeks after the 25th; conveniently it served as a barrier between the car parks and the house, which resulted in a lot of tripping. In those weeks, the most progress I made was around five steps before I’d bounce off the line and land on the prickly needles of the pine tree that guards our yard.

TRAD IS RAD! SHOOTING ON A LINE AT FROG'S BUTTRESS, QLD

I’ve been reflecting on this conversation a bit since last weekend. At the time, I definitely agreed. Downhill racing is objectively dangerous. But at the time, we were dangling off the edge of a cliff. I was supported by a single rope anchored to a tree, and they were hanging off hunks of metal jammed into rock. Who are we to judge?

All of these extreme sports are about a strong mindset and mitigating external risk. If you have a strong head game and follow the set processes correctly, then all you have to contend with is chance. Weather, accidents, other people’s reactions. Definitely a lot, but that’s all you can do.

THE "FREE" THREE CAPES - AN EPIC MULTI-DAY TASMANIAN HIKE - REVIEW!!

I can clearly remember two pieces.

The first one is a throne, much larger than normal human size. It sits at the base of a hill, amongst a huge old-growth tree-fern forest. It is made of rough timber and bronzed metal. I had to clamber up into it to sit. I feel it implies that we are insignificant in comparison to this forest and that we need it.

A snake mosaic stretches part of the track to Cape Pillar; its head and its tail is separated by colorful mosaic tiles for at least a kilometer. I love how this piece is incorporated into the track; adding instead of subtracting.

SHOOTING SPORT CLIMBING AT SERPENT ON THE SUNSHINE COAST

So, when one of my mates suggested we get a crew together for a trip to Serpent, a lesser-known crag on the Sunny Coast, I was down. Online, it was clear that we were dealing with a multi-colored wave rock perched in a sea of ferns. Looked stunning and I was hyped.

Which raised the question - why is it such an underrated place?