So we get to have a sleep in today, 6.00am wake up call, but alas those darn roosters have other ideas. I’ve estimated it’s about 3.00am, considering that’s about the time I’ve been waking up every day…it just feels like it’s 3.00am. So I bow to my bladder’s command and make my usual early morning toilet trip….then come back to…
So it’s the morning of day 7 and we’re at the half way point on the trek. It’s about now I’m starting to think that finishing this thing is actually possible. Given my knee twisting scare the day before and a little swelling is still evident this morning, I wonder what’s ahead and whether I’ll make it. I can actually…
After a particularly cold evening spent at Templeton’s Crossing, near the highest point on the trek, we awoke again at 4.00am. Most of us putting on wet clothes in the pre-dawn cold, shivered and shook as we stood forlornly around what was left of the previous night’s fire in the hut waiting for breakfast. Well really…it was just a bit…
22 October 2013 It’s become routine now, to wake up at about 3.00am. I’m guessing it’s about that time as I don’t wear a watch and haven’t had my phone on since we left Port Moresby, but it feels like I’m laying there for about an hour until our usual 4.00am wake up call out by our trek leader. I’m…
After a long rainy night in a leaky tent, we awoke at 4.30am to the sound of rain and a roaring creek. I could barely hear our trek leader John’s voice over all the noise and I was sure I had only just fallen asleep about half an hour before this…broken sleep was something we were all going to have…
In the Papuan campaign, thought to be the most significant battle fought by Australians in World War II, 2165 Australians were killed, 607 died on the Kokoda Track, 3533 were wounded and 29,000 suffered from tropical disease. Forced to repel a Japanese invasion force, which landed at Gona on the north coast of Papua on 21 July 1942, the Aussies…
After an interesting night at the Holiday Inn in Port Moresby, complete with power failures, police activity outside the hotel and some rather loud screaming in the hallways and ridiculous hours, we departed the hotel for the airport at 5.30am to catch our flight to Popondetta. We were all very excited and pumped at the airport. We met another…
Faithfull Living 