That's right, second day of my walk to bridge every day challenge and I didn't. So am I a big fat failure? Maybe, maybe I am but not because I didn't walk to the bridge. Daughter T came out and picked me up this morning and we went up to Lane Poole and did a bushwalk. Not too long but more than an hour all up with some rocks and hills to overcome. And rocks and hills is probably a bit of an exaggeration, they were small rocks that we had to step over or walk on and the hills were inclines of the ground. So you can stop worrying that it might have all been too much for me. And we said we'd do it again but we have said that before so it remains to be seen. I will walk to the bridge and back tomorrow, probably further, to the signal box.
And a bit of a whinge here. The bottom gate to LP, the road to Nanga Mill, has been closed off as they are putting in bitumen roads and cement slabs for caravan camping. Excuse me but this is a bush camping area, why the swear word would they do that!!! It means that I wont be taking the van up for an overnight stay any time soon and yes I was going to. Really I was.