
So back to Sunday afternoon; a quick glance at my weather widget showed the forecast for Hobart did not look too bad, low twenties with patchy showers. I decided not to bother to check BoM to get a more specific forecast as I was looking for reasons to do the walk, not reasons not to. I suspect that if I had, we might not have gone. Who knows? Either way I do not plan to do it again. The other issue that seemed quite immediate was not having a map of the area. Luckily two very helpful forum members were able to help me out with a digital copy of the relevant section(s). So after a quick visit to the supermarket and a hit-and-run of my gear store we were packed, ready to throw our packs in the car and hit the road the next morning to get out there. Lying in bed I was running through things, trying to ensure nothing was forgotten. I quickly remembered that I had not yet printed off a copy of the map, nor the directions of how to get there. By this stage after midnight so when my printer would not play nice I settled for a terribly scaled, black and white print A4 out of the map. I knew it was far from ideal but it was the best we had. I went back to bed, remembering to set the alarm for 7 AM.
After a slow start and roughly two hours of driving we made it to the car park just after 10 AM. There was a little drizzle on the way in but nothing to turn your nose up at. With packs and boots on we headed down towards the Gordon River. Everything we had read indicated a wade across the Gordon, but upon arriving it was pretty clear which route we would take to cross it.
So after a short sting of following the pink markers along the river flat and up out of the tress onto the Vale of Rasselas we were greeted with both drizzle and a spectacular view of Mount Wright. As I said neither of us have walked in Tassie and as a budding geologist I found the view pretty amazing. It was just great to finally be out in the wilderness I had seen so many photos of since moving here nearly a year ago!
Following the track along through the button grass was pretty simple. I instantly regretted not wearing long pants (we do not yet own gaiters) as my shins were both scratched and sopping wet almost instantly. Naturally it did not take long for my boots to fill up with water, despite me doing my best to avoid puddles and mud. Thankfully the weather kept clearing back to sunshine and blue sky every 10-20 minutes which gave us a chance to appreciate the view.
We hit a notably boggy section just before getting to Gordonvale where we stopped for a nibble of scroggin. I am not sure why but I did not snap any photos of Gordanvale but it is an odd place. You could tell you were walking into a place where people had been. The bush just looks different. A quick search around here suggests there is quite a lot of info on the place so I have a bit to read. Anyway it started to drizzle so we continued up the track.
There was an extremely boggy section a few kilometres after Gordonvale which slowed us down a bit. Being sooks we were trying to skip around the worst of the mud, with very limited success. It was still raining at this stage so I did not take any photos other than the bellow looking down over it all. Admittedly it does all look quite similar on the rasselas so I could be totally mistaken.
(continued in post 2)