Turning inland, away from the ocean,
After having a fairly dry night of tenting in Colac Bay, the heavens decided to open up this morning. I had to wait till 11am to get the first break in the rain before I could set off for the mountains. Beautiful forests filled with birds and other ferns and things.
The weather played a part in my slow going by turning the path into a mud pit. You could not dodge it all, and in the end I had to embrace the fact that I am knee deep, covered in mud. To my surprise, someone left some welcoming ‘trail magic’ along the way, a cooler box filled with soft drinks… and the big boy kind, non of the sugar free nonsense.
I made it to Martin’s Hut before dark, it is a very old and not well maintained hut, but I will not complain having a dry place, away from the mud to sleep in.
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46.2628 – 167.8601
10 February 2024
FP-30