Hiking the Coast Track - Day 1
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August 8th, 2009 – by: Connie
Saturday morning proved to be a slow start for us. When we got to the bus stop we realized that we were going to get to the train station just in time to miss the train. Mel and Lise were already at the station waiting for us. Unfortunately, if we missed that train, we'd have to wait an entire hour for the next one slating us for a mid day start on the trail - not so good.
We managed to find our friends on the train and we kicked back until we got to the end of the line, Cronulla. From there we caught a ferry to Bundeena where the track began. It didn't take long before the trail brought us right to the coast of Royal National Park.
By lunch we managed to make it to Marley Beach where we found some shelter from the wind to snack on some sandwiches. Happily fed, we crossed the beach and continued south past Little Marley Beach and up along the cliffs again. We passed some pretty interesting sandstone formations along the trail. Nothing majestic or anything, just some interesting shapes in yellows, oranges, and reds.
Then we thought, well, we've come this far, why not go another kilometer and camp at the next creek? We knew the second day was supposed to be harder with more uphill hiking so we thought tackling just one more kilometer on Saturday would help. Oh boy, what a kilometer it was! Soon after we set off from the creek, we realized that maybe we were more tired than we thought. We didn't know the entire 1.5 kilometers (it turned out) was uphill over the headland. The trail took us inland and we lost the soothing coastal breeze. We were really breaking a sweat and the sun was steadily sinking.
That extra push was totally worth it though. We found a camping spot far superior to the one at the first creek. We climbed down to the ledge just below the official trail and found the perfect nook for two tents with amazing views of the water. There was plenty of room for us not to worry about getting too close to the edge and there were bushes to keep us from accidentally tripping over. We still had access to the creek and upon further inspection, we discovered that it was actually a waterfall that plunged right into the Tasman Sea.
That night, after dinner, we lit a camp fire strategically placed against the cliff wall to protect the vegetation from flying sparks.
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