A couple of years ago a friend roped me into doing a walk. This was not just any walk. It was a pretty long walk. We covered 55km in one day. The longest walk I have done in a day. I had always liked walking but ever since I broke my own personal records in that bloody long walk, bushwalks have become a thing I particularly enjoy in my life in this neck of the woods.
This year, it was me encouraging someone else to do a walk with me. Only 28 kms. A walk this far needs training if you dont want to end up in bed incapable of moving the next day. So here we are. Walking walking walking.
The first walk was mostly tracks I had done before. Good familiar territory. But on our second walk we ventured to the first official National Park in Australia – the Royal National Park. And said to be the second national park in the world proclaimed in 1879. These stunning views in our 23km walk brought back memories of walking in the Downs in the South of England. Going up then going down – going up then going down.