I was always looking forward to the Ironbounds. It was always going to happen, so there’s no point putting off having to walk over it.
We set off nice and early and powered along the track. Then the incline started. It was slow, methodical walking, but soon enough we were at about 500m with an amazing view of the south coast and looking back down towards Louisa Creek.
This turned out to be a much longer day than anticipated, mainly because the campsite was – for the first time – full.
But I’ll come back to that.
I got up early to see my parents fly in on a little plane from Hobart. Flights are offered by one company (it used to be two, but one company unfortunately went broke). That same company had earlier flown in our food supplies, which we picked up at the hut. It made the bags heavy again, but better than lugging it all the way from Scott’s Peak Dam.