At a rocky outcrop, we learn how to make wild bush soap by rubbing together the “soapy soapy leaves” of the red ash tree. “After a day of hunting and gathering, if you wanted to feel fresh, you would collect it, crush it, mix in some water and rub, rub, rub,” says Tamara, foaming suds appearing in her hands.
Tamara tells me that she finds healing in the landscape, and now that I’m immersed in it, I can understand why. “It’s as though all my cares disappear when I’m among the trees,” says Tamara. “It also allows us to remember and feel closer to our sister, Joanne, who is now with us in spirit.” We all pause for a moment.
As we make our way back to the ranger base, we’re reminded not to remove anything from the reserve. “Not even a tiny stone,” says Tamara. In Aboriginal culture, if you take something, “it’s going to follow you”. Tamara tells me she’s seen it happen, but doesn’t elaborate further.