I walked into Lake Myrtle, then up Rogoona. My knee was starting to get a bit sore, but coming down was agony. The next day we were to walk to Junction Lake and up the Mountains of Jupiter. I had dosed myself on anti-inflammatories the night before and decided to see how far I got and pull out if I got too sore. Making very good use of walking poles I pushed through the pain which was very on and off, but by the time we got to Junction Lake I decided that I might get up the Mountains of Jupiter but certainly wouldn't make it back down, so I headed back to Lake Myrtle, drugged up on paracetamol, ibuprofen and codeine which really only took the edge off the pain. It hurt, at times a great deal, but because that particular walk isn't too steeply downhill I could cope with it - constant pain but severe pain only on and off.
The next day we walked out. The first bit through to Lake Bill was not too steep and not too painful, but once we started down the steep hill back to the car, it became the most painful walking I have ever done. Leaning heavily on the poles, and frequently stopping to give myself a break from the pain, I kept going because I had no choice, and because I knew it was only going to last for an hour or two. If I'd been in the middle of a multi-day walk, I don't think I would have been able to make it out. As it was I could barely walk down the hill to my favourite coffee shop for a couple of weeks, and I won't be going bushwalking anytime soon
