Girraween National Park, on the border of QLD and NSW, south of Warwick, was the destination for our camping trip last weekend.
It was great. Lovely crisp days with amazingly blue endless skies. Freezing cold (like minus 3 or something) nights. We were joined by some great friends, and did some wonderful walking on both days. The photo below is up at the top of The Pyramid. It is a steep climb/walk straight up a granite-faced rock.
Did I ever mention that I’m not so keen on heights? Not petrified, but not enamoured with them either. Climbing up for me was a big challenge. I don’t like going up steep inclines where I feel one false move could mean I slip to my death. Which is a bit of an exaggeration really, as the granite face of the rock is really grippy and if you fell you’d probably just end up with a lot of gravel rash. But nonetheless, rationality doesn’t come into it all that much for me when I’m trying to climb. Going down is fine. I can see where I’m going to fall then so it’s not an issue. Figure that. Anyway, with a lot of support and encouragement (and assistance by handing the baby in the backpack right on over to G for the full trip up and down) I made it all the way up and that is us on top. Glorious!
It was absolutely freezing at night, and little Miss L came down with a bad case of gastro which made nights in the tent (wearing all our clothes and with limited bedding) pretty tricky (you can see where I’m going with this but I’ll spare you the details), but the days made up for it.
Yay for camping!
P.S. and we still use our macpac backpack all the time – I just got another one so we can do stuff like this and carry both kids at once. wonderful.