After a serious bout of gastro that hit me for six, I was finally ridding myself of its last remmenants. It had really weakened for me for well over a week. A few recent better walks and I thought I was ready for a bit of Namadgi niceness. About an hours drive, with the last 10k being a bit treacherous with so many suicidal wallabies. The parking lot had quite a few cars but I would not see anyone for quite a while. With my 10kg lighter svelde figure, it was still a tough slog on the way up. Vest came off quite early. The serenity was interupted a few times by planes flying quite low on their way to Canberra airport. Once I was at the top, the views were slightly spoiled by a haze and with the wind, the vest was soon back on. I needed to gather some information for a nearby geocache so this was soon sorted and then I met my first other humans for the day. I then needed to spear off for approx 150m metres into quite dense bush. Equipped with gaiters and an EPIRB, I feel reasonably confident that I am in no danger. A clamber up a Tor and I find myself the geocache. There is a much better route to rejoin the trail and I am soon on my way down, listening to my knees squeak and groan with the effort.
Once back near the car, I am tempted by another cache but a river will need to be crossed. There is a bridge but it adds quite a few K to the journey. Still, it is a good option so I take it but by the time I near my destination, I am resolved to head toward my car in a straight direction on the return journey. Cache found and as I gaze toward toward where my car is parked, I see lots of bull rushes and other symptons of a bog. But I am knackered so the choice is clear. I then come across a black snake and we eye one another off but it is a good reminder for me that I am in his territory.
I stumble on , the ground is boggy underfoot and there is much water. I wonder how deep the river will be when I get to it or is it in fact been spread so thinly through the marsh? I am relieved to find out the river, when it does appear is about calf deep. I barge in with my goretex boots and goretex gaiters but the water is cold but I am sooooo happy to have saved over an hours walking time. One more cache at my crossing point then back to the car and the drive home. Very proud of my efforts and I will sleep well tonight.
Once back near the car, I am tempted by another cache but a river will need to be crossed. There is a bridge but it adds quite a few K to the journey. Still, it is a good option so I take it but by the time I near my destination, I am resolved to head toward my car in a straight direction on the return journey. Cache found and as I gaze toward toward where my car is parked, I see lots of bull rushes and other symptons of a bog. But I am knackered so the choice is clear. I then come across a black snake and we eye one another off but it is a good reminder for me that I am in his territory.
I stumble on , the ground is boggy underfoot and there is much water. I wonder how deep the river will be when I get to it or is it in fact been spread so thinly through the marsh? I am relieved to find out the river, when it does appear is about calf deep. I barge in with my goretex boots and goretex gaiters but the water is cold but I am sooooo happy to have saved over an hours walking time. One more cache at my crossing point then back to the car and the drive home. Very proud of my efforts and I will sleep well tonight.
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