The atmosphere is magical at the break of dawn and the views forever. As you look east, there is row upon row of ridges and forest clad ranges. On crisp mornings the
valleys are filled with mist and cloud, sometimes swirling sometimes stationary. At sunrise, the sounds of birdlife from the lower levels herald the start of a new day. Then when the sun rises, its rays rise over the distant Pacific horizon to the heights of Coffs Coast. Unfortunately there were too much clouds for any significant light to spill through, but the pink pastel hue was enough for me.