Wednesday 6/12 We woke to my alarms in the free campsite at Lake St Clair, shared a cup of tea and then I packed my things. All too quickly Lauren and I said our farewells to each other and I was back on the road. The previous afternoon I had repacked my things from my backpack into my trolley and while doing this met Fred from Belgium and Jean Paul from Switzerland. Fred had spent the last year walking the Te Araroa trail along the longitudinal length of New Zealand, then do

As Australia’s premiere and most well-known multi-day walking track, I had been anticipating the Overland Track since I had decided to incorporate it into the walk during the planning phase earlier this year. It would also be the second and final time I would be walking with a backpack, carrying all my gear sleeping in the backcountry, away from roads and traffic. Luckily, I would also be joined by my good friend Lauren, who would be someone with whom I could share the joys o

Monday 20th I arrived in Rosebery at around midday on day 45 of the journey, and it couldn’t come sooner as the hilly, narrow road was heavily trafficked with large mining trucks and 4WDs, as well as tourist traffic. I would spend the next five days in Rosebery as it was the last place I could fill up on resources before I started the Overland Track, four days walk away, and I was six days early! During this time I met some amazingly wonderful and generous locals, including C

Stepping off the Spirit of Tasmania and into Devonport I was a mix of emotions. I was glad to be able to get back on the road again; it was great to relax a bit and see friends in Melbourne but I felt as though I had been sucked into the city and lost the momentum of the walk. Perhaps this is part of the reason why I also felt nervous coming into Tasmania. The other part I’ll explain later. Melbourne In Melbourne I was able to continue preparations for Tasmania. I also talked