Living on the edge of the Victorian Alps as we do, Easter is is either a balmy continuation of Autumn, or the first blast of winter.
This year, it was most definitely the latter.
On the day before Easter, the Thursday, we went on a simple bushwalk doing the circuit of Lake Catani on Mount Buffalo, starting from the Chalet car park. (The Chalet is now moribund, with plans to reopen part of it as a cafe falling foul of the pandemic.)
It had been about 17 or 18C when we left home but it was more like 12C when we parked the car. The car park was overrun with mini buses full of school groups on their last pre-Easter activity day, but we found a space - the advantages of a relatively small car - and set off on the walk.
Whatever the school groups were doing it wasn't hiking, we more or less had the lake to ourselves giving us an enjoyable two and bit hours wander around the lake, just taking in the quietness and beauty of it