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Llandorin suggested we access the point from the other side of the mountains, still a similar walk, but probably on flatter ground. Apathy overruled him.
We started by skirting one of the taller hills, following animal tracks or no tracks at all. We dodged wild roses, discussed Eliza Day (after whom Nemo's car is named) and wondered whether the abundant rosehips were safe to eat. Psud though they were (but that they wouldn't taste good). Google was unwilling to help.
tamaHelen sang for us.
humanHelen found a rock.
We battled through Ti tree (Leptospermum scoparium) happy in the knowledge that its oil had disinfecting properties, so any injuries sustained from the tree would be automatically disinfected.
We then reached a spot on the side of a mountain. It was just over a kilometer (as the crow flies) from where we started walking, and a similar distance to the hash.
There were cliffs.
It turned out that there was no path that would get us to the hash and back in anything like daylight. And we didn't want to be in the bush at night, for fear of dropbears.
So, given the cliffs and the sort of stuff we had trudged through to get where we were, we decided to follow good hiking practice and return along the ridges and hilltops, where vegetation is thinner and hills are smaller.
After a while we found ourselves on an actual human track. It lead to a trig point and wind sock. We got to the top of the last hill - from which we could see our cars - as the Sun set. Helen wanted to climb on the trig point.
We made our way down the incredibly steep hill. Psud helped Helen, and carried tamaHelen and Ahaly. We found a flat piece of ground, then reached our cars.
We got a 19th Century style group photo.
Nemo had found that there was a path that his car could follow. Joanna didn't want to go driving into the mountains on fire trails with a strange man (and no matter how many times you've met him, Nemo is strange!
Joanna reports that once again she was not murdered by nemo.
Llandorin checked out the alternate route, and found that it faced cliffs. So lacking rock climbing equipment, this hash was unreachable.
Joanna and Psud stand on a ridge. Note the reverse angle photo here