A breathtaking mix of boulders and alpine tarns at The Ragoona Plateau.

This type of campsite – idyllically situated beside a breathtaking lake – really fits Tasmania’s picture-perfect image.

Looking out from the summit of Mt Ragoona to Cradle Mountain in the distance

Beautiful lunch location just below Mt Ragoona’s summit.

Large – and very bright green – button plants dot the park’s high areas.

The high point of King David is a lengthy scramble but worth the effort.

Dixons Kingdom Hut, built by Reg Dixon in the early 1950s.

The scramble at the beginning of the Walls Traverse was memorable.

For our group, looking forward to each new lakeside camp is a highlight.

Even though up high we are copping the full brunt of the cool wind, none of us is keen to leave this viewpoint; the effort to get here was too much to waste on a quick glimpse.

Following Junction Lake Track back to Meston Hut we offload gear from our packs in preparation for the ascent to the summit of Mt Ragoona

We follow the track down into the start of what is claimed to be one of the world’s best examples of a glacial valley. The valley is nearly perfectly sculpted with the mountains and hills that constitute its sides near-uniform in shape and appearance.

The state is famous for its wild weather – a fact that lurks in your mind even when you’ve experienced a week of near blue-bird skies – and that weather always makes an appearance.

It is wild and, really, it is Tasmania, so you wouldn’t want it any other way.

We trekk beside pencil-pine forests and bright-green cushion plants, beneath the immense dolerite cliffs that comprise the West Wall.

The landscape is a mix of all the best Tasmania has to offer – rocky outcrops, dense bush, rich green grasses and, yep, loads of lake and mountain views.

It is the full Tasmanian experience, something that, as I sit up here looking out over the vast wilderness below, I realise is sadly disappearing from other parts of our country.