The track leaving Leamon's Hut |
3022.6 / 2076.3km
After the excitement of the last week today is a bit of a road slog to the Gwydir Highway and my resupply bucket. If that has been compromised its a 34 kilometre slog to Glenn Innes.
In the shadow is the remains of a chimney. Imagine all the sweating and cursing that goes into making these. Atleast they stand as a legacy to the hard work. |
The station track eventually meets a gravel road and I get about 10 kilometres in before breakfast. I stop by a Telstra telephone exchange for breakfast hoping a localised 4g antenna was inside but no luck.
When walking these roads I zone out and get into a rhythm. I noticed my sister has looked at my photos. Long time between visits there. I've got to be nicer to family.
My head goes funny places on these plods and I even lose arguments I have with myself.
Before too long I'm coming down the road to the highway looking for the spot I put the bucket out. Wondering if I had missed it then seeing the spot. Closer to the highway than I thought, I should have taken a GPS reading. When I walk over it is still hidden which I gingerly uncover in case of snakes and there it is. Not a mark on it.
The road |
Telephone exchange |
My bucket is up in the rocks |
The bucket |
The track leaves the road and goes down beside a pine forest. Much quieter. |
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