As I’ve mentioned on other pages, I have been recovering from injury since July, so when I got the okay from the physio to start bushwalking again yesterday, I was more excited than Nicholas Cage presented with an opportunity to overact. Unsurprisingly, the next day dad and I were in the car (as soon as I had finished my daily leg rehab exercises of course), and heading out towards the southwest.
Viewed from the car, the first ridge of The Needles loomed over us, looking harder to climb than Australia’s budget deficit. Looking up at the mountain from below gave me an appreciation for how opponents of gun control must (or at least should) feel, since they occupy a comparative low moral position in their debate (I like taking pot shots at the gun lobby, until they start taking them back at me).
I was a little nervous about my legs as I first stepped onto the track, but once I started walking, those fears were forgotten quicker than the other members of Destiny’s Child. The first 50 metres was surprisingly boggy, but we quickly turned uphill, which was still a little slippery but easier going. The path was easy to follow, but very narrow, much like Cory Bernardi’s thinking processes, with coarse grass and scratchy bushes, which were irritating- but far less so than Cory Bernardi’s thinking processes.
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