After our bags were packed, more than twenty kilos, me and my travelling companions could make a start at our hiking adventure: the Overland Track. Seven days walking from hut to hut.
The first day was my hardest. At the highest point of that hike it started raining and blowing and because we had started relatively late we arrived only at eight, me totally frozen, at Waterfall hut. Luckily the ranger had opened the old hut, so we could also find a place to sleep inside. Putting up the tent with frozen fingers would have been a challenge.
The wallibies on the path to the toilet made me forget all the pain of day one. Although their claws look quite frightening from a meters distance. That day the sun was shining and we had a beautiful route to Windermere hut. With a super spot to swim and warm up again in the evening sun just before the hut.
Day three and four
Through Pelion Hut I arrived on the way past Mt. Ossa, the highest mountain of Tasmania. I let Ozzies Brad, Danny and fifteen year old Angus coach me up this peak. And they did well because I almost climbed all the 1617 meters to the real top of the park.
On day five I saw my third snake in Australia, a tiger snake this time, and in the evening it was time to play cards with our travel mates who we started to know very well. In the last hut at lake St. Clair there was more play and I had the honour to play the game “pesten” with Dutch Jan and Wouter who did the track in only five days because of lack of time. With them, a French couple and two old New Caledonian men we arranged a van at the end to bring us the 200+ km back to the car.