Tortoise and I had a stroll along this range yesterday in perfect conditions - sunny but with occasional cloud to cool it off a bit at times, which we needed...
Our plan was to climb Mt Pearse, then go round/over the lump in the middle and up Rocky SL, then come back down to meet the logging tracks, like Stu and co did. Looks easy on the map!
Pearse had a tagged and fairly clear pad most of the way, although the bauera is starting to invade the track and in places appears to completely block the track until you push through. We took 2 and a half hours to reach the ex trig point with 4 dangerous spikes still sticking out of the ground and the trig itself just lying on the ground. I did nearly come to grief on one of the spikes. After leaving the trees there are good views, and you get quite a while to enjoy them because the summit is of course about the third or fourth peak along so you are up high for some time. As has been commented before here, this is another West Coast mountain which surprises in its attractiveness.
After the summit we continued along the range, ducking up to the end peak lump just in case it was higher than the trig point, then started making our way down to the saddle between the unnamed lump and Mt Pearse. I'm not sure whether we just had bad luck or whether it's all like that, but we ended up in deeper and deeper scrub, thigh height is not too bad, but head height is hard going and we were cursing the fact that we are somewhat slightly built, vertically challenged women who had to get our feet nearly above our ears at times to get out of the holes. After working our way round to the end of Pearse and dropping down some way, we reluctantly decided that Rocky SL would have to be attempted another day as we just had no idea what the scrub was like to get up there, and we still had to get back to the logging tracks across unknown country. So we planned our route out - down the mountain to the creek and across the creek to that large open area that we could see...
As we went down towards the creek the scrub just got higher and higher, with some horrible tangled patches of bauera and tea tree. Eventually we got into tangled sassafras forest which at least we could see a few metres through, and actually move through albeit slowly. We had hoped that it would be clearer after we crossed the creek, but although there were some slightly more open areas it continued to be very hard going, and due to some slight confusion with map datum and GPS's, we weren't exactly sure where we were. As the weather was good, and the peaks very obvious around us, this wouldn't have been a problem if the going had been easier, but when it takes so long just to get a few hundred metres we were worried about missing the logging road. If we'd missed it, some of the two kilometres back to the car would have been done the next morning after a night out.
We never did find the big open area we thought we could see from the side of the mountain, not sure whether it was there or not, or whether it was actually much taller scrub than it looked. Finally after battling through a yet another patch of thick teatree, chasing an approximate waypoint for the logging road as well as following the map and compass we reached the tall forest which looked at that point impenetrable. A short break and minor meltdown from me over, we kept following GPS and compass and found some wonderful, far more open forest to walk through. We still didn't really know if we were where we hoped, but when you can walk easily it's just a matter of time before you get somewhere useful! Then we found a fallen tree that had been cut down, and an old stump, so knew there must be an old road around somewhere. We found the traces of one and followed it to finally find a usable logging road where the feelings of relief were huge! It was so nice to follow the logging roads back to the car - to be able to walk properly and cover ground, think we would have been happy to walk 10 or 20km along it!
Back to the car at 7pm, 9 hours after we left. This was probably the hardest day walk we have done, not necessarily physically although it was a pretty major workout pushing through the scrub for several hours, but the mental side of it was big too. It's these sorts of walks that teach you a lot about yourself and make you think about your preparation. This is one walk that I would not have wanted to do solo, but Kathy and I have complementary skills that ensured that we were fine, and would have been fine even if we had got caught out for the night.