Marvora - Greenstone hut (camping)

14km 4hrs

The walk to greenstone hut was a lovely hike to ease us back into it. The trail was lovely and wide to start with - almost like a footpath in the gorgeous beech forest.

At one open spot there were about half a dozen fantails squeaking and beeping and piercing aerial acrobatics in pursuit of moths. It was very cute.

We arrived at the hut at about lunch time, the first here despite it being fully booked for bunks and camping spots. We had lunch, made camp then went in search of the amazing swimming hole. As promised, it was absolutely lovely. The water was cool but the day was hot so it was perfect.

After splashing about to our hearts content we came back to our campsite and read books until it was time to cook dinner. All in all quite a relaxing day!

Things took a turn at about midnight when I thought I heard Patrece tripping over my tent ropes. I was quite confused as she was talking to me but I had my earplugs in and couldn't figure out what she was saying. Eventually I got the earplugs out and it turned out that a possum had retrieved my rubbish bag and was shredding it and Patrece had chased it away. I was a little unnerved that it was the possum that had tripped over my tent and I hadn't woken immediately to the brazen larceny. We initially left the rubbish bag outside the tent as we didn't want to encourage the possum back in but it was just shredding everything and spreading it everywhere so I got up to collect the bits and put them in my cooking pot with the cannister on top. The possum itself was not worried about me at all and just sat there looking at me while I pretended to hit it with my pole.

Later it came back and pulled Karen's pack out from under her tent and stole a fruit leather from a pocket that wasn't quite closed.Okumaya devam et