Tuesday, 26 July 2016

Three Capes Walk - Day 4

Once upon a time ....

... there was a sign which said "Once upon a time".

And that's all I've really got to say about that (I've just always wanted an excuse to start a blog with the line "once upon a time..." and this was too good an opportunity to ignore).

So, going backwards a bit, if you ever look at the three capes walk you may notice something fairly significant - it only goes to two capes.  There are plans afoot to extend it to a third cape (Cape Raoul), but right now it's actually just the two capes walk.

This was important to us because based on the weather forecast (snow down to 300 metres and winds of 65km/hr) and the fact that we'd already walked out to Cape Hauy, Kim and I decided to sleep in and just make our walk The One Cape Walk.

Go us.

We're inside there somewhere snoring away.
It was nice to get up when we felt like it and watch the other walkers (including Bec and Anthony) head off into the cold and rainy morning as we had a lazy breakfast and several cups of coffee (walkers who wanted to catch the 2pm bus and visit Cape Raoul were advised to leave by 8am at the very latest).

I can't recall what time we actually left but we were in no rush and I have to say that of the four days walking, I enjoyed the walk over Mt Fortescue more than any other section.

It was just a beautiful area (helped by the small smattering of snow on top).

Start of the walk, just outside the third nights hut. 
The climb up Mt Fortescue

A little bit of snow on top (OK, a tiny bit)

Strange thing was that we enjoyed the walk so much that we just seemed to fly along and before we knew it we were at the junction with the Cape Hauy track ... and there was Bec and Anthony.

We'd caught up!

So we decided to add the second cape back onto our walking itinerary ...

Which was cool because the weather turned out to be nowhere near as windy as forecast and there was now a railing out at Cape Hauy that wasn't there last time we visited.

The final section back to Fortescue Bay has as many steps as I remember (horrible section that it is), but the distance was short and the track seemed to fly by, especially as I was carried on by the prospect that the shop at fortescue bay might, just might, be open ... (mmm, coffee).

But it wasn't ...

And so that was the end of that ...

Did I enjoy the walk - heck yea.

Was it worth the cost - heck yea (well the winter cost of $250, not sure if (as a Tasmanian) I'd pay the full cost of $495, but the quality of the huts and the track was above that of the Milford Sound walk, and we were happy to pay around that amount for that walk, so these things are all relative).

Do I have any advice for would be walkers - not really.   Maybe take your time and enjoy it  Take wine and good food.

And they all lived happily ever after ...


Monday, 25 July 2016

Three Capes Walk - Day 3

So I know that the whole three capes experience is meant to be a fancy-smancy premium walking experience and all that, but (and I think this is a fair question to ask) ... tile mosaics in the duckboards ... is that a step too far?

And if that's reasonable, what about a two kilometre long lizard/snake duckboard thing ...

or a giant orange symbolic sex something ...

Yep, these are the things that are used to distract and amuse you as you walk some of the less interesting sections of the third day of the walk which then gets you to the more interesting areas, which look like this ...

The blade - notice the person at the very top.
And at the very top of the blade
Today's walk was 17km, but 14km of that is an out and back walk to the blade where you only need to carry a day pack (or a few essentials) making it a fairly easy walk.

It's also a good day to get up early and see the sunrise from the helipad or deck ...

And that's really all I've got to say about day 3 of the walk.

OK - except I gotta ask again - tile mosaics - really? is it too much?

Sunday, 24 July 2016

Three Capes Walk - Day 2

So, we had a big day today ... 11kms!!!!

With such a mighty distance to traverse, we did what any self-respecting bushwalker would do - we had a nice lazy breakfast and read the newspaper (yes, Anthony really did bring a newspaper to read).

By the time we'd got ourselves ready, everyone else was long gone, but we figured there was no rush to get going and just tootled around, before finally heading off mid-morning.

The first bit of the walk from the hut was very easy walking, and with the weather being a bit kinder today we were soon stripping off jackets and taking lots of pictures.

Then we got to the fun bit where the signs encouraged you to push each other off the cliffs ...

Unfortunately I was the only person who seemed to think this was what the signs meant, so instead of playing SURVIVOR: THREE CAPES we instead took a break about an hour into our walk at a little lookout near the top of the first climb and had a cup of tea while we watched the Young Endevour, or some similar ship, surf its way into Port Arthur on the large swells.

Soon after that we got to the high point for the day ... mandatory photos were taken ...

Then the rest of the walk just sort of 'happened' as we meandered along the track, stopping off at the various sculptures and rest points, and generally just enjoying the day.

We pulled into the next hut around 2 or 3pm, just as the group in front of us was returning from their walk out to Tasman Island, and in the Tasmanian way of things, we ran into several people we knew in the group.

This hut was pretty cool, with an amazing lookout (Deck chairs included)

And if I haven't mentioned it, the facilities in the huts are pretty darn good as well ...

However, despite the many phones above being charged, the mobile coverage here wasn't that great, alhough as promised by the local ranger, you could get decent reception in the third toilet along.

How's that for an insiders tip!