Just behind our town lies the Longwood Range. While they are considered mountains, it's hard to think of them as much more than hills. Especially on a clear day when you can see the mountains of the Fiordlands or the Takitimus jutting up behind them.
The Fiordlands are a force all their own, dictating the weather. Think of those mountains like a big rainforest, drawing the clouds and moisture. But not necessarily the wind.
This is why the Longwoods are so important. Remember me mentioning the Roaring 40s? The Longwoods keep us sheltered from the winds. We live under that little red dot. Behind the green spot of the Longwoods.
If they didn't sit between us and the water, the wind would be an almost constant companion as it rips through on it's westerly course.
As it is, if the wind direction shifts slightly, it does make it past The Forest.
And to our town. When it does, it is impressive. The sound. Oh, the sound.
The Forest is also a haven for local wildlife. Hunters know it's every nook and cranny, from the time they are young. It provides not only shelter around here, but also a substantial amount of sustenance.
And if that's not enough, it makes for some really spectacular sunsets.
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