Ben , 12The sound of native birds chirping in my ear,
The view of the farm with the ducks circling the pond.
The view of the waves crashing down on Stewart Island as the ferry takes people across the Foveaux Strait.
The aching of my muscles as I walk up the Bald Hill walking track.
The itching of my arms and legs as I push myself through the raspberry to reach a fern to dig out.
The sound of the telephone poles giving out cell phone coverage.
This place is the Longwoods Bald Hill.