Total km: 211.5
Longwood Forest conjures up a Lord of the Rings feel to it and the reality is not far from imagination. There is an 24.5km repetitive and somewhat claustrophobic dense forest full of mud, dry mud quicksand like mud, fake mud, dense mud, dry mud, soupy mud, stinky mud.
The morning started off well enough. Although a heavy dew made my tent wet. I also used the NZ$1 donated by work colleagues. Thank you, it was used on laundry to dry off clothing :)
I then waited 45 minutes from a hitchhike from the caravan park up 10km on the highway to get to round hill. Then a lovely gent from the caravan park drive me up to the trail head instead. I arrived at 9:25am.
And then it was just 24.5km of forest. I listened to a Harry Potter audio book to cut through the solo walking dread that is still creeping in.
The trail kept cutting into 3 to one meter scrambles into creek beds and out, at times requiring taking off ones pack.
I got to Martins Hut at about 7:00pm.
Nora and I also chatted by phone - there are 2 bars of receptions here! Her knee is still gummy and understandably she is fed up she can’t walk. Baaaa!
At the moment I am at martins hut, a refuge of tank water and a dry space while I contemplate Day 10. I’ll let you know if there is more mud.