Australia Day weekend: a smattering of explorations
An unconnected series of clinic and shift swaps combined with a public holiday gift me 5 days away. Birthed of honed instinct and before thought comes to bear Sarah has got a route plan taking in the newest section of the Munda Biddi track and some (il)licit connecting options.
We realise that what we actually need is less ambition – just a vague notion of ‘heading south’, and a car loaded with toys – to see what happens…
En fin we use all but one ‘toy’ (my surf kayak) and sample a series of mini-aventuras.
Here’s a taste.
Sarah’s internal list of mental-note-on-my-future-returns flags some paddling not too far away, so we meander on.
That night: a campsite snuck along a re-growing firebreak – spotted in passing (by car, rather than bicycle – but the principle/practice holds).
We move on. Coastward – scanning to map for a likely park-up spot. Slightly marred by bities – but saved by tent-mesh. Like synchronised swimmers we wake part-way through the night to add the fly as rain-drips arrive. Morning is dull-skied, but the Deep River is waiting.
For a less out-and-back a Frankland River/Walpole bike-kayak shuffle looks good in theory, but a scoping mission shows impassibility in parts. So we modify as we’re not in the mood for hike-a-boat.