Great North Walk – Day 13

Ridgetop campsite to Brooklyn Pub

Distance – 16km

“I did it! And then promptly cried. xx”

This was it! The final day. I’d psyched myself up big time the night before. Early to bed. Alarm set. Good nights sleep and then into it. Of course, of all the nights, it had to be this one where something was snuffling around outside the tent. I could hear it moving. Then silence. Hear it moving then silence. Multiple times I shone my torch and peered outside, only to see…..nothing. I never once saw what was making all that noise. Eventually I decided that this was less invasive than the handyman at the Bates Motel. After all, whatever it was, it wasn’t trying to look in my tent, so I was able to drift off to sleep anyways.

“This is it. Final day. Thanks so much for all your support. Already done 4.5km today. Time to kick it. xxx

Message to my support crew

Despite the hills I got into Cowan relatively quickly. I was hopeful of obtaining food by visiting a vending machine at the Cowan train station. Imagine my utter delight when I saw a cafe, open for breakfast, just 2km down the road!! Multiple hash browns, iced coffees, soda waters and juice later, and quite frankly, struggling to get my bags waist belt on, I departed.

On Day 1 of the Pacific Crest Trail you must cross a train track, so I was overly excited when I got to cross this one!

Crossing the train track, I noticed a couple of blokes obviously setting off on a day hike. I crossed their paths multiple times during the day – the first time that this had happened over the course of the entire walk. What a small, but enjoyable thing, to be able to comment to someone how beautiful a view is, or how steep a track is, or how hot the weather is, as it happens.

The Bay of Jerusalem

The walking highlight of the day was the Bay of Jerusalem. Crystal clear water, rocky ledges, isolated. There was not a breath of wind, and the insects hummed steadily. Peaceful and serene, it was a view worthy of the last day.

One of the last signs I came across. Just 6km to go.

Two more escarpment climbs later and I was on the home stretch. Just 6km to go. This time, it was for real.

It’s hard to describe the feeling at that point. I think overwhelmingly there was a feeling of relief. Relief that I was finishing and could stop walking. Relief that I had done it. Relief that my Pacific Crest Dream was still alive. The relief was mixed with an awareness that this had been incredibly difficult. I kept asking myself “Did I enjoy this?” “Have I enjoyed this?”. It was like a mantra in those final few kilometers.

Hmmm. Which was I more interested in? The beer? or the soda water?

Spoiler alert. I made it. The two guys I had been passing had somehow gotten to the pub ahead of me! When questioned they told me they had taken a shortcut – they had been keen for a beer. They clapped me when I walked in. Offered congratulations. It was nice of these people I didn’t know.

I sat down. Sipped my beer, and thought about things. I was ready. Despite the difficulties, this had been the perfect training hike. I had dealt with sickness, floods, lost gear, broken gear, lack of water, no information, steep hills, false finishes, flip flops, long food carries, shoes that didn’t fit. And loneliness. I had dealt with loneliness.

If people were to ask now, “what’s the most important lesson you learnt?” The answer, undoubtedly, is that you need a support crew. You just do. You need people that are going to pick you up when the going is hard; keep you motivated; contact you if they are worried; be able to be contacted in times of difficulty; and, most of all, provide grounding during times of self doubt. I thank my support crew from the bottom of my heart. I know they will all be there for me when I take my first step on the Pacific Crest Trail. And I couldn’t be more grateful.

32 days and counting. I’m ready. I’ve got this!

You’ve got this Zargo!!

You’re an amazing, interesting and fun person. Embrace the solitude or step outside your comfort zone because anyone is lucky to have you in their path. xx

Go Zargo!! Your shower awaits!! xx

“You have beans in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose”

It claims it has a minibar so you might be in luck!! Go Zargo go!! xx

It must be absolutely beautiful. I cannot believe how far you’ve walked already. Amazing!!

Good luck today. Will be watching. xo

Mum says “Oh well, what is an extra 12km”. Maybe attach your GPS to a clip on your belt?

Savour that nice walk along the beach Zargo!! You did it!!

Ok. Hang in there. Thinking of you. xo

Final day of an awesome adventure!! Go Zargo go!! So proud of you xxx

Nearly there Mel. How good was the shower. Hang in there. xxxxxx

Yeah!!!! You got this. What a friggen achievement.

WOOHOOOO!! Congratulations Zargo!! I know you’ll enjoy a celebratory lunch!! What a champ xxx

Are you ok?

Various messages from my support crew. So grateful.

3 thoughts on “Great North Walk – Day 13”

  1. Onya Mel, congrats to you on surviving all the trials. Multiply it by15 and you have got the PCT! 😁 Very proud of you.

  2. Now I feel like crying…..what an awesome person you are, Mel Wilson! So glad the very last section was a beautiful one….you never said how long you stayed at the pub, though!! 😉
    Congratulations on completing your long and winding road in such fine style!!
    Can’t wait to start following your next big adventure!! 😟😟😘

  3. Definitely a very tough training run!! So proud of you. Happy to be in your support crew any time!! xxxx

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