VIC Day
Three……………Put the Keppel on Love!
Sorry its late no
connection for anything last night!
I was told by Whippet my Mentor that Day Three is the one
when you question yourself. What he told me is that Day One is all excitement
and adrenaline fuelled, and of course it was. Day two is, I can do this this is
easy, I did it but it wasn’t so easy, and then Day Three; what the hell am I
doing this for?! I was thinking about this today as I made the climb out of
Keppel Falls on my way to the finish 40km later the other side of Mount Bullfight.
I can see why he said this; the body is of course a little beaten up, and what
do you expect after 104km of running and a lot of that uphill over the last
three days, and I did have a time about 25km in today that I did jokingly ask
myself the question why, but it was gone as quick as it came.
The “why”, is a question I get asked a lot and ask myself
not often? I got the “why” this morning when conducting an interview with Radio
ABC National. If you have to ask the question then I can never explain, and
that seems to be my answer at the moment, and of course raising money and
awareness for may charity partner SANE Australia.
So, to sum Day Three up:
Tough little climb from the campsite, before reaching the beautiful
Keppel Hut, where the kettle wasn’t on (See below)
Then the trail opened up on to a management track through an
area that had been heavily logged, so sad to see the beauty of this area just
flattened like that, it also offered no shade and I got myself a sun burnt
face! This trail was mostly downhill which of course did nothing for my quads,
but the complete reverse from the Yellow Dag Road from yesterday!
Then it was another climb through the woodlands up Mount
Bullfight on a four wheel drive track, before the steep descent to the finish
for the day.
Vickie told me she had just arrived three minutes before I
arrived, funny because I was hoping she could gain access, as the management
tracks I had been on were not too great. But I should trust my mapping as she
had a long but good drive in.
Of course she had the food at the ready, some leftovers from last night’s pasta, the usual
Musahsi/Power concoctions and I sat in the sun and snoozed for an half hour!
We sit here, Vickie writing her diary, me this blog, in the
middle of nowhere. With no phone or internet connection………Bliss!
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