Moved into our new home, plotted out an approx 10km trail based on maps from Wildwalks (awesome resource for finding trails and detailed directions!) and very limited local knowledge. The run started pleasantly enough, saw some of the local wildlife, scrambled down a steep, but well defined trail and continued along the river edge. The track rapidly deteriorated, turned into a slow bush bash along poorly defined track with the occasional tape tied to a tree letting me know I wasn’t completely lost. Struggled to find the crossing for the first river, but after that it became a little easier, with the trail eventually becoming runnable again. My “quick” 10km had turned into a two and a half hour slog. Fortunately I had planned and taken water with me and some jelly beans. Since I was walking, and I’m unlikely to take this exact route again, I took a few photos:
And I made it to the end. Where my husband and girls were patiently waiting for me. Never again!