Touching The Sky
Hi, I’m Michael and I’m a stroke survivor.
Rediscovering an Australian Classic
Earlier this year, I had the opportunity to watch a screening of The Man from Snowy River accompanied by the Melbourne Symphony Orchestra - or as we locals call them, the MSO.
I hadn’t seen the movie in decades, and watching it again as an adult with a lifetime of experiences behind me made it even more meaningful. The sweeping scenery, the themes of courage and belonging, and that incredible score - performed live by the MSO - made for an unforgettable night.
Before the film, the stars Tom Burlinson and Sigrid Thornton shared a fireside chat about their experiences: learning to ride, working with Hollywood stars, and hosting the Australian Prime Minister at the world premiere in Mansfield back in 1983.
Inspired by Craig’s Hut
One part of the film that stayed with me was Jim’s home in the high country - Craig’s Hut.
In the story, Jim must leave his home and prove himself before being accepted by those who call the mountains their own. After the screening, I looked up Craig’s Hut and discovered that the original movie set had been left standing atop Mount Stirling. Even though it’s since been rebuilt after a fire, the idea of it - that lonely hut high above the clouds - stirred something in me.
I made a quiet promise to myself: one day, I’d get there.
The Journey Up
Recently, we went camping at Pike’s Flat near Mount Buller. Passing through Mansfield brought Craig’s Hut back to mind, and over dinner I asked our group if they’d like to make the climb. Everyone agreed.
We set off early the next morning, navigating mud, loose rocks, and steep climbs. The final stretch wound through a forest of ghostly, leafless trees - their limbs like pale bones reaching from the earth. Then, suddenly, the view opened up.
Ahead lay the vast mountain ranges of Victoria’s high country, and in the foreground - perched against the skyline - stood Craig’s Hut.
Reflections in the High Country
Even though the hut was originally built as a movie set, standing there felt deeply real. It represents the spirit of the pioneers who came to Australia from all corners of the world, determined to build a life in a harsh and beautiful land. They were tough, resourceful, and endlessly resilient.
Living as a stroke survivor isn’t the same kind of challenge, but I recognise that same spirit - the resolve to never give up, to adapt, and to make the most of what you have been blessed with.
Touching the Sky
As I stood at Craig’s Hut, wind rushing across the ridges, I felt both small and strong at the same time.
It was more than just ticking off a goal - it was a reminder of how far I’ve come since my stroke, and of the strength that still carries me forward.
It truly was a thrill to stand there and touch the sky in the high country.