Today’s hike was all about time spent on our feet and legs. The goal was to hike for 4hrs, hopefully uphill and down, to wear out our legs after 4 weeks of training. By now, everyone who has been doing the homework hikes would be fatigued, and a long hike on top of that will finish them off. We have a week of rest this week to allow our legs to recover, and prevent over training.
The day started out dismal, with showers, but everyone turned up regardless! Barbara had only 30min to rush to our meeting place from work, and had to eat and hike! We pounded the pavement down to where the track began, and from then on we were in a different world. After stopping to take the group photos (above), there was a variety of options for descending the rock. Trish took a sticky option…
Having safely negotiated this rock, we came up on another one, where someone had tied a rope to assist safe navigation. It struck me how, out of all sports, bushwalking is still largely unregulated, especially in a litigious country like ours! We can sue the council for tripping over a crack in the pavement, but in the bush the tracks are sometimes badly marked (we’ve gotten lost every hike so far!), and they just throw a rope over a cliff with a “she’ll be right” attitude, and we just clamber right over it! It is certainly refreshing!
From here we wound our way through the bush valley, and up a gorgeous hill with red gums and bull ants. This is where Trish met another event for what was turning out to be an eventful hike for her! Grasping a branch to pull herself up a step, she disturbed a bull ant, which bit her twice. Thankfully we had our first aid kit, and quickly iced it, popped a couple of Ibuprofen, and bandaged it up with burn dressing. This took most of the sting out of it, and she was able to complete the hike easily.
Sometime after this, are our legs were beginning to fatigue, we got lost again. We bush-bashed our way to find the trail but this proved unsuccessful. So we retraced our steps, and with some reluctance start hiking uphill out of the bush to suburbia. We got to a street behind Killarney, and low and behold, there was the trail we were looking for! Only about 100 metres and up a sheer rock face from where it was marked on the map!
We made it to the Roseville bridge with an hour to spare. We said goodbye to Tanya, who had arranged a lift, and decided to hike the next hour up a bush track, even though our legs and feet were dead.
We got lost for the third time, as a short cut that was marked on the map didn’t materialise! For the final time we retraced our steps, lost Barbara, Trish, and Debra to their lift, and the remainder of us legged it up Warringah Rd to the next bus stop. Like we did it deliberately, the bus was only 5min away, and we made short work of getting to our cars!
It was a beautiful hike, and a tough one on the legs. Enjoy your week of rest!