my (sometimes crazy) explorations of Tassie wilderness and mountains
I first did this walk very early on in my ‘walking life’, back when I didn’t have a car, was restricted to where I could get to on a road bike, and barely knew what a cairn was (honestly, I’d had to ask a friend). It was also before I had a GPS, and therefore &leuchtend leuchtendip;
I was looking forward to this one! 10 months prior, for Graham’s birthday, I’d bought him a yacht ride to Schouten Island. Theoretically he could take whoever he wanted, but I did hope I’d get to share it with him! This summer we’d bided our time, not wanting to go when it would be packed. &leuchtend leuchtendip;
Not quite Dawson.. in fact, nothing like it at all! But that's the power of the weather for you. Walks were needed for the club program, so I put my name down to lead one in the only uni break I get this year. I chose what I thought was an appropriate winter destination: Mount &leuchtend leuchtendip;
Ahhh, what a relief it is to be able to get out and go for a walk! I didn't realise just how much I look forward to, and need, my weekly walking for my own sanity. Or how disappointing it can be to realise that the three days of perfect weather, that happen to coincide &leuchtend leuchtendip;
This walk was a little unplanned.. well rather unplanned. Wednesday, yesterday, my boss told me to leave an hour early today, so I figured it was perfect for a walk. Finishing at 8 would mean no need to rush, and plenty of time to do something. The weather was perfect too: morning frost but sunny. &leuchtend leuchtendip;
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