The pinnacle of our three day hike in Mount Kosciuszko National Park was, of course, the namesake mountain itself. At 2,228 m, it is Australia’s highest point. It was our main goal of the trip, but honestly, was not the apex of our days there. Even though we had full packs and had to battle crazy gusts not unlike our initial failed attempt, the path to the summit was such a gradual, gentle stroll that it felt – almost disappointingly – like a walk in the park.
The highlights of our trip, rather, were when we pitched our tents at the end of each day’s walk, and lay back on sun-baked rocks to rest our swollen feet and sip hot tea (spiked with whiskey). While we boiled water for dinner, we gazed heavenwards, waiting for the first stars to pop out of the deepening purple skies, for the dusty Milky Way to unveil itself. For in few places of the world now do we get such clear, unpolluted views of the night sky.
The walk itself was nevertheless very delightful, with views of rolling hills stretching out into the far distance. Patches of snow still remain along the trail, alongside clumps of cheerful yellow billy buttons and fields of buttercup daisies.
Can’t wait to be back – or back out camping in the wilderness again. 😀
It’s fun to go off trail. It’s fun to wander off the beaten track to go where few people venture, to pretend for a moment that we’re early explorers discovering the great unknown. Remind me of this fact the next time I complain about ‘getting lost’. 🙂
It says something when we eventually link back to the main route and we spy a tent here and there in the far distance and we go, oh it’s so crowded! In reality though, in our entire day walking this second day, we spied maybe a total of a dozen tents?
My poor feet also thank me when we walk off trail on the soft – albeit uneven – mossy grass than the pebbly paths (time to give in and get new shoes?!).
Trying to spot Mount Kosiuszko
On the Main Range Track
Anyway, we lucked out with the weather today. The sun was out, strong, but a steady breeze kept us cool and mostly kept the horse flies away. We took our time on the trail, stopping often for photo opportunities, and just to soak in the views.
In the late afternoon, we found a quiet grassy patch along Wilkinson Creek where we set up camp and took the opportunity to rinse off in the cool waters.
Rinsing off in Wilkinson Creek
Our campsite at Wilkinson Creek
Another successful and fantastic day of hiking done and dusted.