If you feel that I have neglected my blog you are right. Last Monday I started work on the mountain crew in Thredbo. The job fits in well with my new lifestyle, it involves mainly physical labour and it takes place outside, on the mountain.
But today is Australia Day, which means a day off. Thredbo and the National Parks organised a poetry reading and Australia's highest BBQ up at Mt. Kosciuszko. To prepare myself for a guilt-free sausage sandwich I decided to walk up to Kozzie without catching the chairlift. I walked up via Friday Flat and Merrits Traverse. When I got to Friday Flat I noticed some haystacks that got uncovered by a big thunderstorm a couple of days ago, so I decided to fix them first before starting my ascent. This cost me about half an hour and I got worried that I won't make it to the top of Kozzie in time for the poetry reading, so I walked a bit faster than usual. I made it from the bottom of Friday Flat in Thredbo to the top of Mt Kosciuszko in two hours and fifteen minutes, which I think is pretty good going for 11 km and one thousand metres of climbing. I worked up quite a sweat and was half an hour too early; I got very cold waiting on the windy top and ended up wearing everything that I carried in my backpack, including a fleecy top and my Goretex jacket.
The waiting was worthwhile and I got to listen to two very Australian Poems, "I love a sunburnt country" and "The man from Snowy River", both of which I like very much (follow the links if you want to partake in some Australian folklore).
On the way down from Mt. Kosciuszko I stopped at Rawsons Pass, where Thredbo had set up Australia's highest BBQ. The sausage sandwiches were free, so I put a few dollars into the charity box. After enjoying the lunch I headed back along the iron walkway to Thredbo and caught the chairlift back down. Looking east from the chairlift I could see that there were low hanging cloud over the bottom of the valley and Jindabyne; once again we were lucky in Thredbo, staying above the bad weather.
But today is Australia Day, which means a day off. Thredbo and the National Parks organised a poetry reading and Australia's highest BBQ up at Mt. Kosciuszko. To prepare myself for a guilt-free sausage sandwich I decided to walk up to Kozzie without catching the chairlift. I walked up via Friday Flat and Merrits Traverse. When I got to Friday Flat I noticed some haystacks that got uncovered by a big thunderstorm a couple of days ago, so I decided to fix them first before starting my ascent. This cost me about half an hour and I got worried that I won't make it to the top of Kozzie in time for the poetry reading, so I walked a bit faster than usual. I made it from the bottom of Friday Flat in Thredbo to the top of Mt Kosciuszko in two hours and fifteen minutes, which I think is pretty good going for 11 km and one thousand metres of climbing. I worked up quite a sweat and was half an hour too early; I got very cold waiting on the windy top and ended up wearing everything that I carried in my backpack, including a fleecy top and my Goretex jacket.
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| In the cold wind I ended up wearing everything I carried with me |
The waiting was worthwhile and I got to listen to two very Australian Poems, "I love a sunburnt country" and "The man from Snowy River", both of which I like very much (follow the links if you want to partake in some Australian folklore).
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| Nick Kirshner reading the poems |
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| Australia's highest BBQ, sponsored by Thredbo |
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| lLooking down the Thredbo valley at the clouds over Jindabyne |
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