After conducting a vehicle-shuffle, Jenny and I set out on an overnight hiking trip along the Brandy Flat Fire Trail (near the Glendale depot). Brandy Flat Hut was occupied by a family, so Jenny and I made our accommodation a little further north (in a hootchie of course!)
My hiking companion struck a pose underneath a well-pitched hootchie that was suspended in the manner described by
The Outdoor Idiots.
The evening was a little cool, so I prepared a small campfire. Hell, I'd have built a fire anyway.
We had this little spot to ourselves: One benefit of back-pack camping. Our only disturbance on New Year's Eve was the howling of dingoes, the song of crickets, and a curious kangaroo that reminded us of midnight arriving.
The southern section of the trail, that led us back to the Saab, was slightly longer and more rugged than yesterday's stretch. We were both bitten by ants while taking a break and enjoying the view. A blue-tongued lizard, warming himself in the morning sun, was very disinterested in our passing-by.
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