25.1km +793m -830m
Are you a horse? Yay or nay?
Rod
I did some foot maintenance before leaving. The entire soles of my feet are starting to callous up. Called into The General for one last delicious latte. I’m going to miss their food.
And I thought this was going to be an easy day. Pretty sure I have to go down this then up the other side…
Dibbins Hut was crawling with teenage boys. They’re worse than ants, so I didn’t stop.
I’m pretty sure I’m on the Bogong high plains.
This place gives me the screaming heebie-jeebies. The sky is too big. The horizon is too flat. I can’t even imagine what it must be like in snow.
I noticed a group of teenagers gaining on me and legged it for Cope Hut out of fear that they’d get there first and rob me of a potential campsite. Rod wasn’t at the hut, but heading over the rise behind it revealed further camping areas and a suspiciously familiar MSR tent. He enjoyed the coke and chips I’d hauled in from Hotham.
Since there was three hours or more until sundown, I decided to splurge and have a muffin with dinner.
Then we sat and compared notes about the last few days while I sewed on the patch that I picked up from Hotham post office this morning and the sounds of teenagers wafted sonorously over the rise.
There are only four topics of discussion on the trail; the weather, the roads, gear, and other hikers. I’m beginning to realise there is no greater gossip than a hiker. Tomorrow I head towards Mount Bogong, the highest peak in Victoria.
