I’ve been reluctant that write anything in advance and of this trip up until now. I can finally put fingers to the key board and fill you in on new mission. I’m on the Bibbulmun Track or at least I will be tomorrow morning.
This same time last year I had the Bib Track locked away, leave from work approved and flights booked. I was so excited to be hitting another long trail I even made a short post of the gear I would be taking. But like it did for many things over the last 12 months COVID got in the way and put a full stop on a trip to Western Australia. And right through the year, it seemed that every time I had some leave on and was ready to get going some place, a lock down of some type occurred, halting plans time and time again. I thought for sure I was cursed. So you can forgive my apprehension on not posting anything up until now not to put the moz on anything. Perth was in a hard lockdown only a week ago and I wasn’t prepared to get my hopes up until across the border and confident no quarantine was required. Well, I’m in and this trip is on. Western Australia let me in and continue on my way down to Albany.
It is so good to be here and finally relax in the knowledge that I can take my first steps back towards Perth tomorrow, 1006 kilometres in total and start on another long hike.
Why do I keep doing this to myself you may ask? This is where I am most at home. With a pack on my back and a loose plan, living out bush for a long chunk of time and distilling life down to the bare essential is where it’s at.
Henry David Thoreau once wrote “I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” Wise words that resonate deeply with me.
So, put your seat back up right, stow your tray table and strap in for another adventure. Hope you follow along.