Hiking in Noosa National Park

Another hike planned for the day. How 10 scheduled kilometres turned into 20 unscheduled ones, I’m not entirely sure. Honestly, it’s amazing I ended up with only one blister.

The hike is called the Coastal Track. After already walking 3.5 km just to get there, I was greeted with a climb at the very beginning. It was a warm day, and the sun was relentless. Pausing for a sip of water, I realised I must have lost the larger of my two bottles. So — decision time. The sensible thing would’ve been to turn around and call it a day. But I really wanted to do that hike. So I kept going.

Surprisingly, I was fine.

I finished the Coastal Track, then wandered around all the cafés and restaurants, handing out my CV in hopes someone might be hiring. From there, I hiked across Main Beach to reach the furthest point — Noosa Spit — and then uphill (exhaustingly steep and for longer than anticipated) to reach Laguna Lookout just in time for the sunset. And I mean just in time. Two minutes later, and I would’ve missed it.

Back at the hostel, I downed 1.5 litres of water and probably could’ve kept going — if it hadn’t been bedtime already.

And geez. So far, every night at the hostel has been pretty awful. People come in at all hours, and it’s not like they try to be quiet because others are sleeping. No — they’re playing music and having loud conversations at 2 a.m. And just when you think you might finally sleep, the snoring begins. Loudly.

My watch has been reprimanding me for a terrible sleep score the past few nights.

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