There aren’t many reasons to backtrack along an already conquered section of trail at an ungodly hour of the morning—Mt Arden’s sweeping dawn view is one of them. Despite a tortuously early …
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It’s astounding how quickly your mood can change when you’re pushed to your limits. The first week and a half on the trail was packed with challenging, yet rewarding, ups and …
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After almost two weeks of riding adrenaline-packed highs transversing majestic, yet exhausting, terrain, my enthusiasm had finally slumped. It was the inevitable lull that had to come. Fortunately, following a …
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My physical appearance had undergone noticeable transformations by the time I reached Day 13. However, it took me until the night of Day 12 to realise my body had also …
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Other than the pale glow from a luminous moon and a solitary beam of light from my shaky headlamp, I arrived at Catninga Shed in complete darkness on Day 13. The distant …
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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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