# My Fantastic Easter Weekend

My fantastic Easter weekend

Day 1: Leave home, 7.00am. Drive four hours. Hike up hill for four
hours. Camp, exhausted, on cold, barren, exposed spur. Prepare and eat
“special pasta”. Fail to finish “special pasta”. Sleep. Awake. Sleep.
Awake. Sleep.

Day 2: Awake. Freeze. Eat half-bowl of muesli, conceal rest under rock.
Hike half and hour. Stop, realise tent has fallen from pack. Andrew
volunteers to return for tent. Hike until 2.00pm. Pitch tent. Lie in sun
on sleeping mat. Fail to complete “quick” crossword. (“Quick”? Bastards.
Liars.) Prepare and eat “magic tuna ramen”. Sleep. Awake thirsty. Fail
to find water in tent in dark and so go without. Sleep. Awake thirsty
_and_ cold. Sleep.

Day 3: Awake. Peer outside tent. Frost, everywhere. Find and consume
water. Eat breakfast. With day packs, set out for Mt. Bogong. Sustain
mild sunburn, cold, runny nose, chapped lips. Legs, feet also sore.
Reach peak. Sit down. Discover grass spikier than it looks. Stand up.
Inspect stiff breeze and wonder why I decided to leave kite in tent.
Inspect stiff breeze and wonder why I decided to leave kite in tent. Eat
lunch, make way back to camp. Nearly fall, several times. Reach camp.
Make popcorn. Fail, again, to complete “quick” crossword. Prepare and
eat “funky rice w/ vegetables”. Sleep. Awake with face pressed against
side of tent. Peel wet tent from face. Sleep.

Day 4: Awake. Still cold. Pack up camp. Walk four hours. Nearly tread on
snake. Receive assurances that one would “probably not die” if bitten by
that particular snake. Reach main road. Leave gear by road and walk
seven kilometers up road to cars. Drive cars back down to gear. Load
gear in cars. Drive four hours. Reach home, 7.00pm.