Thursday, January 26, 2006
Lake Corangamite
On Wednesday I caught up with Adam aka The Tangent, The Bremo, Breman etc. He invited me to come along to a piece of land at Lake Corangamite -that his family owns- for a short camping trip.
We met up in Camperdown around 20:00 and we drove another half an hour to the lake. By the time we started the 90 minute walk through the forest twilight had set in. It wasn't very hot anymore which was good because we were carrying our backpacks, tents, sleeping bags, food and water.
Just after it had gotten dark we had to cross a little fresh water stream. I decided to jump it instead of carefully stepping on the soft soil. Not a good choice! I landed knee deep in the mud.
A small bit of the heal of my right foot still had the original colour
Adam was adamant :-) that we were close to the pentagon (a pentagonal shed he and his dad had built years ago) where all the cooking utensils etc. were stored.
After walking another half an hour in the pitch black we saw a fence which should have indicated the location of the shed Adam realised we had walked to the other end of his land and we decided to walk back in the direction we came from. It was 23:30 at this point.
After half an hour we gave up and put the tents up and had a beer.
When we woke up the next morning we found we were only about 300m away from the shed.
the legendary pentagon
Although there was a general fire ban we made a (very small and very safe) fire to cook some food. Very noice!
Adam the cook
It promised to become very hot again; after our 'breakfast' the thermometer indicated 40 °C. It was hard being out in the sun so we found a little shade under a tree where we spent most of the day chasing away the numerous flies before walking back to the cars.
Wild life
I said goodbye to Adam -who was staying another night- and drove to Warrnambool. I never enjoyed a shower like that before.
We met up in Camperdown around 20:00 and we drove another half an hour to the lake. By the time we started the 90 minute walk through the forest twilight had set in. It wasn't very hot anymore which was good because we were carrying our backpacks, tents, sleeping bags, food and water.
Just after it had gotten dark we had to cross a little fresh water stream. I decided to jump it instead of carefully stepping on the soft soil. Not a good choice! I landed knee deep in the mud.
A small bit of the heal of my right foot still had the original colour
Adam was adamant :-) that we were close to the pentagon (a pentagonal shed he and his dad had built years ago) where all the cooking utensils etc. were stored.
After walking another half an hour in the pitch black we saw a fence which should have indicated the location of the shed Adam realised we had walked to the other end of his land and we decided to walk back in the direction we came from. It was 23:30 at this point.
After half an hour we gave up and put the tents up and had a beer.
When we woke up the next morning we found we were only about 300m away from the shed.
the legendary pentagon
Although there was a general fire ban we made a (very small and very safe) fire to cook some food. Very noice!
Adam the cook
It promised to become very hot again; after our 'breakfast' the thermometer indicated 40 °C. It was hard being out in the sun so we found a little shade under a tree where we spent most of the day chasing away the numerous flies before walking back to the cars.
Wild life
I said goodbye to Adam -who was staying another night- and drove to Warrnambool. I never enjoyed a shower like that before.
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