My legs were pulsating when I arrived at Wilmington’s Beautiful Valley Caravan Park after a depleting Day 14. Mum and Dad had scooped me off the road in the nick of time. …
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I ended Day 15 with a conundrum—my rain jacket had gone rogue. I combed Gray’s Hut and the surrounding paddocks for the crumpled heap of water-repellant fabric to no avail. …
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I received my fair share of advice before commencing the Heysen Trail. Some suggestions were helpful, others seemed a little nutty, others I ignored completely. Amongst this direction, there was …
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The first 17 trail days were near idyllic—temperate climates, clear blue skies and minimal wind. Other than a few abrupt exceptions, including suffering dehydration in Wilpena Pound, a gloomy walk through The …
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If I had a ‘taste’ of wet weather on Day 18, I had a twelve-course dinner complete with complimentary drinks on Day 19. Other than a short respite over lunch, …
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Along the trail, you must continually push yourself to place one foot in front of the other—a battle of persistence over monotony. Chew through the tough times to arrive at …
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24 hours marooned at the Go-Cart Track Shelter on Day 20 was enough inactivity for my ‘hiking legs’ to suffer unbearable ‘itchiness’. My body had grown used to constant movement …
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