“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins

Thursday, 18 February 2010

Day 288 – 16th February, Tuesday – ‘Gariwerd’ (The Grampians)

Today we climbed a mountain, the biggest in the Grampians no less. Mount William, 1187m high (or is it tall? What is the correct term for a mountain’s distance above sea level?). Strictly speaking we didn’t climb all of it, only the climb from the car park to the summit and back. But it still took nearly two hours, lots of huffing, half a bottle of water and almost continuous fly-swatting.
Then we ventured into the small tourist village of Halls Gap. We parked up, watched the Kangaroos munching their way through the campsite, I chased a Red Wattlebird through the bush and fed ‘Bushmans’ breakfast cereal to the Currawongs.

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