Audio: @queerouthere. Writing: @inwhichi. No diet talk. He/him or they/them. Not that kind of doctor. not here much any more.
Gunaikurnai Country
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I've made what I think will be the final update to my Tarptent ProTrail Li review, which has been on the go for 2 years! Scroll down to get to the new material from the Heysen Trail. inwhichi.weebly.com/-write/t…
ALT Tent on grassy creekbed sheltered by red earth creek bank, sun streaming down from a blue sky
ALT Tent at sunset, with orange sky behind eucalyptus trees
ALT Tent in afternoon sun amidst bracken and shrubs with a distant view of blue sea
ALT Tent beside a tank at sunrise, with the pink and orange glow lighting up the material
I’m just at a book launch about eucalyptus of the local area so I might be reading that soon!
ALT Photo of interior with rammed earth wall and black chairs, with large screen displaying image of trees and bushland
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And I had a week in Adelaide, hopping between last minute accommodation, watching dolphins in the sea, reading books in the library, catching up with people, eating lots of food… and walking, because why not? Of course, having finished the trail, the weather was perfect.
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We caught the bus north. The driver announced our achievement over the PA, and we got a round of applause. Five minutes in, we turned to each other from the views out the window: “Look at all these hills we don’t have to climb! All these fences we don’t have to follow!”
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But it also wasn’t quite the end, because we had to walk to the pub, where we ate a lot of food and got Heysen badges from the publican, then walk to the campsite. We stayed 2 nights (an extra pub afternoon with lots of food and the company of the group we’d met on the last day).
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Shane and Marina headed off (thank you for everything!), and we sat around at the end for a while, contemplating, eating an orange I hadn’t eaten since Robinson Hill, partaking in Carman’s bars, drying our feet in the sun… It was the end!
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And then we emerged at the trailhead, Shane popped open a bottle of champagne and we were toasting the finish line and taking photos. I called Dan and sent a couple of messages.
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The trail wove through low coastal scrub. I got more scratches on my legs than any other day since the northern Flinders! We wondered when the last trail marker would be… and then, there it was. Despite taking the day slowly, the end just seemed to zoom by - 100 metres, 50, 10…
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A drone swooped us a few times. “Probably my dad,” said Elisha. We hoped it was and not some other random paparazzi. (It was, he got some good shots!) We saw the ferry heading to Kangaroo Island, then the harbour wall and the lighthouse. Closer and closer.
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