Time for another thing on the life list, climbing Mt. Kosciuszko, the highest mountain in Australia. We spent most of yesterday driving, stopping for a couple hours at an old friend's place on the way. Marcus is a guy we met on a trip to the North Pole in 2003, and he just bought a small ranch south of Canberra. We had a couple beers, toured his new Alpha Dog Ranch on 4-wheelers, saw a bunch of kangaroos, and had a nice supper. This morning, we drove down to Threadbo to knock of a mountain. At about noon, we jumped on the chairlift to the lodge partway up the mountain, where we'd hike 6.2Km to the summit. It was a beautiful end-of-summer day here in Australia, full sun shine, and a great hike. We spent about 1.5 hours hiking up on a well-constructed walkway, and at 2:00 p.m. we arrived at the summit.
Like every mountain hike, this one was full of beautiful scenery and a sense of accomplishment that only comes from being completely on top of the world. Especially great because I was with two of my best friends.
OK, it isn't very exciting of a climb, but then it isn't a really tall mountain. Just the tallest in Australia, and my second continental high point. We got a room for the night when we got down and are just hanging out, basking in our accomplishments. Tomorrow night we're hanging out with Marcus again on our way back toward Sydney. One week from tonight I'll be home.
Like every mountain hike, this one was full of beautiful scenery and a sense of accomplishment that only comes from being completely on top of the world. Especially great because I was with two of my best friends.
OK, it isn't very exciting of a climb, but then it isn't a really tall mountain. Just the tallest in Australia, and my second continental high point. We got a room for the night when we got down and are just hanging out, basking in our accomplishments. Tomorrow night we're hanging out with Marcus again on our way back toward Sydney. One week from tonight I'll be home.
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