Littoria Walkers Camp to Kauri Walkers Camp – 21km
“Leg stretch achieved”
I was excited about today – the chance to put myself to the test a little bit and stretch the legs with a 21km hustle.
Again, I was away first. I dawdled down the hill. I had walked this way yesterday looking for an advertised lake in which I thought I might swim. No way of getting to the lake, so I returned to camp empty swim handed.
Today’s stroll was a walk in thirds. The first third consisted of some moderate ups and downs in burnt dry sclerophyl forest. Honestly, nothing really spectacular here. But a nice enough walk.
Having lived out at Uluru for 10 years, I was lucky enough to be taught some tracking skills by the indigenous Traditional Owners. I always enjoy using this skill when I’m hiking and trying to interpret the goings on behind the scenes. It has been disappointing, though not unexpected to see so many cat tracks as I’ve been walking. Huge problem. World over.
The second third of the walk was through intensely beautiful rainforest, fragrant with honey, and all on a steady downwards incline. Gorgeous walking. And very reminiscent of home.
The final third was back to sandy heath and dry forest. Nothing too difficult. The 20km seemed to fly by, though I was happy enough to reach camp and set up for the evening.
The campsite was in lush rainforest, and to my great pleasure, I found a site that had a natural backrest. Perfect!
I allowed myself to think about the PCT a bit today. Allowed myself a little cry at the loss of it. I haven’t really let myself do that yet. It’s not off the cards forever, but it is for now. I find myself wondering whether I could have achieved the ultimate goal. Lamenting the friendships that I never made. The joy of doing something solely for me for 6 months – I regret not being able to do that. Secretly I think I would have made it. But, for now, we’ll never know. I’ve put it back on the shelf – as a dream…maybe one day.
Meanwhile back at camp, I know that I have a couple of hours up my sleeve before the others arrive. I put my headphones on, turn it up full bore, and dance and sing my heart out. I’ve missed doing that!
From reading your blog Mel, it really sounds like you have rediscovered/confirmed your love of hiking! Good un. xxxxx
Very much so Wils! Already planning the next!