The Bibbulmun: day thirty seven – Woolbales -> Long Point

In September and October 2016 I did the 1000km Bibbulmun Track Solo, North-South. Here’s a few excerpts from my journal.

THE COAST!! Hit it finally –absolutely stoked. Had a couple of km more of wading, then crossed a few nice granite slabs, then the first dune! Another 6km before the beach. Sat and had a snack when got to the beach – devastated to realize that Always Smiling was nowhere to be seen. Remember shoving AS in my pack to use with peanut butter, so can only assume he jumped ship when I pulled out a nut bar or something. So sad. As been with me a long time – Japan->Perth-> Albs-> Melb…. :’( Enjoyed the rest at the lookout, had a chat to some peeps. One lady gave me an apple ‘you look like you need it!’ and an old dear shouted to me as I walked past ‘keep going, girl!’ Spirits and energy were very high, so happy to be in familiar coast territory that felt like home. The smells of the bush in the sun reminded me of camping at East Cosy when we were kids.

Stopped at the freshwater creek just off Mandalay beach to rinse the mud from my shoes –creating a dark cloud in the water. Then, going up a dune I heard a ‘chink’, a few seconds later felt something poking me in the back. Thought was a stick, put hand behind – piece of wire. The wire stay of the frame of my hip belt on my pack had broken. 2nd gear failure. WT actual F. Tried to fix at the hut but no go. Just wadded the pointy end with tape to stop it scratching me. V disappointed, again. At hut, went to ‘little cove’ to sunbake on beach – did I mention today was blue sky and sunny??!? 1st time in ages (until now, 4pm, clouds again ) Walked the about 1km down, but only wild rocks and big waves and limestone and granite cliffs, nowhere to swim. Took some pics and enjoyed the salty spray on my face and negative ions! Fucking love the sea.

Saw another emu today too. Saw 2 snakes coming back from rocks, 1 stripy patterns and one grey-brown. Both small. First snakes of the trip! Meant to double to Walpole tomorrow, not sure how my pack will go being broken. Worried weight won’t be held properly on my hips anymore. Left foot is sore too. Don’t think orthotics are sitting in shoe properly. Shoes are basically dry though, hurray! Amazing the boost to morale having some good warm sunny weather. Here’s hoping for more…Have descended into new level of dishevel. Fingernails black, not bush bathing (can’t be fucked, what’s the point, too cold etc), nail beds ragged and bleeding from using too much hand sanitiser, see others rinsing at end of day and can’t be bothered. Bandages look like dead animal, not even washing feet properly before bed, just putting socks on so sleeping bag doesn’t get dirty (walking around hut in socks yesterday as shoes wet).

Speedwalked/jogged down to the coast to try and catch the sunset (on a whim) – was stunning. LOVE this rugged coast line. Beautiful evening.

Funnily, Jerry found a spoon the same day I lost mine. His was a long handled titanium one, which I am now borrowing! Got dad to bring nail clippers yesterday but he brought nail scissors instead, couldn’t do my right hand with left, got him to do it but he didn’t do a great job! They look terrible. When people heard my pack broke, someone asked ‘what are going to do?’ and Jerry says ‘Call Dad?’ I was like ‘nah’ and he says ‘Call Mum?’ Cheeky sod. He tried to fix I but didn’t have the gear. Think it needs replacing, don’t think a repair will cut it. We lost another today: Sonja was going to call DPaw to get a lift from Woolbales, hopefully. She could hardly stand on her knee let alone walk. Poor thing, she looked pretty upset. And the wildflowers were so great, she would have been loving it! The Bibb claims another E2E hopeful’s dream…

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