We spent a foggy morning wandering up Hanging Rock a few weekends ago. Although I've driven past it probably hundreds of times in my life I've never been up there, it wasn't exactly how I imagined, I always thought Hanging Rock meant something different but it's quite literally a boulder hanging between other boulders which you walk underneath on the way up the hill. The most interesting part about the volcanic rock formation though, isn't the rock it's named after at all, but the whole place all worked in together. I'm sure the view is wonderful too, but we didn't see any of that. I'm not too worried that we were surrounded by mist, I think it makes you focus on the beauties which are right in front of you.