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| Entrance to Ormiston Gorge from the pound |
A windy night, that had the tents flapping, but kept the dingo out of the rubbish bins, and made for a slightly warmer night.
We also had a later start, as this WAS our rest day, so breakfast was consumed some 30 minutes later than our usual time.
Not all wanted to walk the pound, as this meant wading in crutch deep water in the gorge whilst others had blisters that needed resting, and some were a little fazed by our 30km day to follow tomorrow.
John Quinn also needed the day to go into Alice to get new boots as his had seriously delaminated, with the sole flapping like a large tongue collecting sand.
We had attacked them with contact adhesive, and they looked pretty good, however he wasn’t taking chances.
My boots had also started to delaminate like John’s, tho somewhat less dramatically, and the contact had done its job pretty well. Nevertheless, I was getting some alternative footwear flown up from Adelaide, Just in case. Thanks Toots!!!
So with a later start, and a cool day and only 11 km to walk it looked like a rest day should.
We climbed up onto the southern rim of the pound, past the occasional impressive ghost gum, to attain stunning views over the pound and back to the pound outlet, Ormiston Gorge.
It was an easy descent into the pound with a leisurely morning tea by a waterfall with the mouth of the gorge gaping at us, as we sat.
A lone walker came by with a silly hat!! Like we are the only ones with silly hats. I guess not.
It was then into the gorge, alternatively rock hopping, then sand strolling until we reached the part we had to wade.
Some just took of boots and waded through with chilly water up to the “bits”, however some stripped to the waist, from the boots up, and plunged in.
We also had a later start, as this WAS our rest day, so breakfast was consumed some 30 minutes later than our usual time.
Not all wanted to walk the pound, as this meant wading in crutch deep water in the gorge whilst others had blisters that needed resting, and some were a little fazed by our 30km day to follow tomorrow.
John Quinn also needed the day to go into Alice to get new boots as his had seriously delaminated, with the sole flapping like a large tongue collecting sand.
We had attacked them with contact adhesive, and they looked pretty good, however he wasn’t taking chances.
My boots had also started to delaminate like John’s, tho somewhat less dramatically, and the contact had done its job pretty well. Nevertheless, I was getting some alternative footwear flown up from Adelaide, Just in case. Thanks Toots!!!
So with a later start, and a cool day and only 11 km to walk it looked like a rest day should.
We climbed up onto the southern rim of the pound, past the occasional impressive ghost gum, to attain stunning views over the pound and back to the pound outlet, Ormiston Gorge.
It was an easy descent into the pound with a leisurely morning tea by a waterfall with the mouth of the gorge gaping at us, as we sat.
A lone walker came by with a silly hat!! Like we are the only ones with silly hats. I guess not.
It was then into the gorge, alternatively rock hopping, then sand strolling until we reached the part we had to wade.
Some just took of boots and waded through with chilly water up to the “bits”, however some stripped to the waist, from the boots up, and plunged in.
Most, I should say were much more discrete and apart from the semi-nudist there were appropriate screams, expletives and hoots of laughter, as the water touched sensitive parts.
It was then a short stroll to the Ormiston Campground where lunch was taken, with an ice cream, as there is a kiosk.
So another early day back to camp with some more time to read, do more washing and generally laze about.
So back to the blogging with some success albeit slow and 500 for others.
A roast for dinner in rather cold windy conditions, then back to the bar at the resort with Slim Pickings playing his blues.
Tomorrow a big day 30km so an earlier start.
Simon's thought of the day- Know thyself
Enjoying the blog, Julian - Good work! Have fun, all! cheers, Esther
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