Robin Esrock holds his nerve to conquer a forest fire lookout.
Thin metal rods are poking out of a giant tree, spiralling up and up (and up) towards a wooden platform, 75m above in the Western Australia sky. These karri trees are among the tallest hardwoods in the world and this particular tree, the tallest in the forest, was once used as a fire lookout.
It seemed like an innocent enough roadside attraction, just 15 minutes drive from the town of Pemberton, where I had refuelled on gas and a beef pie. I had wandered into Warren National Park out of curiosity, captivated by a sign directing visitors to the Dave Evans Bicentennial Tree. Playing on my iPod was U2 that, in a strange way, was a sign of perfect synchronicity. Dave Evans is the real name of guitarist The Edge, and his namesake tree - a pure coincidence apparently - seemed destined to deliver the same.
At the top of this lookout tree stands a large platform. To get there, I would have make my way up 130 erratically staggered thin black rods, thrusting myself up between ever widening gaps.
From the bottom it looked harmless enough, because I couldn't see just how high I had to climb. I started eagerly, one pole at a time, a little unnerved by a thin wire safety net that looked like it could maim more than save. It didn't take long before I looked down and my knees began to feel as wobbly as a Central African government.