She who climbs and runs away, lives to climb another day - maybe I set out to climb Cradle Mountain this weekend. I missed it while doing the Overland Track, because it took all my energy just to reach the next hut by the end of the day. This time I thought I could do it at my leisure, carrying only some lunch, a raincoat, water, torches, a sunhat, a beanie, thermal gloves and the usual necessities, rather than my body weight in food, a cooking stove, a sleeping bag and a tent as well. And it still didn’t work! Onward and upward. Still no sign of the Mountain I drove the strange Lakes Highway over the Plateau (more on that later) and stayed just outside Cradle Mountain National Park for an early start in the morning because the weather bureau had promised rain late in the day. There was a new wrinkle however, since the last time I was here. Campervans and anything other than small cars are no longer allowed past the Chalet. Normally they ha...
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